I feel empty but still full.
Did you forget my rule?
You damage, you suffer.
They're already dying!
What are you waiting for?!
Do you want to die too?
Pack it up, guys!
Stepping on me like I'm dirt.
Crushing paper like a routine.
"It hurts!"
"What do you mean?"
You take pictures,
And see that I'm in pain.
But guess what:
You'll be too.
© Carolina B. Written on April 29th 2021.
YOU ARE READING
~my poems~
PoetryPoems I write that mean the world to me:) I am trying my best to put my thoughts into pages of words for you to read. 🤟🏻love you
