3 am poetry
#AbuseHarmSelf
I want to write about his lips so… I want to write about his skin so… I want to write about his voice so… I want to write about his touch so… But I would be lying
You sneak up on me A whisper in my ear I give in I let my mind go blank I don’t know what I’m doing
Daddy was a monster He grabbed mommy and He muffles her screams before He forces his way in Mommy can’t fight back
At first you were awestruck by how… then you clipped my wings. At first you gasped at my colors then you watched me turn blue. At first you admired my freedom
He glides his hand Up your thigh You’ve never been more afraid in y… He runs his hand Down your back
Another day A new problem Another day A new fight Another day
