Poems from vonnchicooo
Attached.
As a child to the womb, and torn away at birth.
Life is full of attachment.
Living a life afraid to attach oneself to anything...
Everything is what I gave you.
All of me is what you had but it wasn't enough.
My heart, my soul, my time, my last dime.
EVERYTHING was...
How many shots will it take to feel comfort?
1, 2, 3, 4?
How many shots will it take until the pain is gone?
5, 6, 7, 8?
How many shots...
A perfect photograph for you to memorize.
No flaws. No errors. No crooked lines. No out of place pieces.
A freshly polished trophy with...
I am FLAWLESS
My imperfections are what make me so perfect..
You see these scars do not define me.
This pain does not affect me.
I am far...