Poems from weepingwillowtree

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fiction is my reality
I don't know how to explain things with simple words In fact, I don't even see things in simple terms, But I can weave my tongue into...
The bubble in my chest is expanding, Not with joy, but apprehension. The desire to escape keeps nagging at my brain, I see bloody wrists...
I’ve been known to give more of myself than I can recover. I will sacrifice every ounce of me, until I am sick,and even then, I will...
  2 years   It's been two years now. Two years of hiding scars and razor blades, Two years of food deprivation and self-hate, Two years of...
A drop of water. Insignificant, invisible, powerless Falling down, down, down,  Onto the surface of a pond. Creating a ripple, That creates...

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