Poems from zzforreal
She Wanted by Z. Alarcon
She wanted arms to hold her,
Not hands to behold her
Dark days, long nights;
Through it all, she sat
Silently...
I am 16 years old
I’m left handed
I hate my hyphenated last name
And I absolutely hate bananas
I still don’t know how to play video games...
Anxiety.Don't touch me there.Don't stare at me.Don't approach too fast.Don't do it.Anxiety.I can't cross streets alone.I can't stop...
** this poem serves as a voice for those that may struggle to express their depression/anxiety. fill in the blanks with the name of your...