to sit under the sun on teal cushions
and read to you from my notebook of poetry
to you it's just scrabble
words meaninglessly attached for
an attempt at value
but actually
i'm presenting my soul
i hope you like it
YOU ARE READING
Brain Dump
PoetryIf I write a poem, it goes here. A collection of thoughts, dreams, fears, and whatever else I see in my brain. TW: mentions of sexual assault, suicide, depression, anxiety, self harm
