i don’t feel the need to look in the mirror
my mama says
they only see one thing
my mama says
im not like them
im not as good as them?
but i must be better
but how mama?
they only see one thing
and i can’t stand to look at it
Tag: poetry
lovers
my dreams
her face
her skin,
her eyes
terrorized
shivering once,
i remind myself
I’m not supposed to wish, that anymore.
a future
not mine.
Amen.
in the name of, the
sobs
and, the
screams
and, the
sinof attraction
The Questionable Poet 