seven years ago
seems like a long time
to twelve year old kidseven years ago
is short time to
a nineteen year old girlseven years ago
i would've stayed
safely on your lapwatching the football
game that i didn't
understand with youat that time you were
the only boy
in my worldand seven years later
i am out all
the timewith no one to
protect me
or explain the gamethere are other boys
and they're mean,
you know, dad?they don't kiss
me goodnight
like you didthey pull me
into bed with
them and make me sickthey don't make
you Mac and Cheese
like you didthey hand me a
pot and tell me to
make it for themthey don't clean
up my scrapes
and bruisesafter all, they're
the ones who
put them thereit's been seven years,
all i can think about
is missing youi don't have you
anymore and
sometimesi feel like
i am just all
by myselfi miss you
YOU ARE READING
crying glitter and drinking stars
Poetrya collection of poems (random crap about the deep abyss of my fucked up mind and some poems about summer flowers and stupid love)