I wish to leave my life
Open ended.
And they live a
Happily ever after
Doesn't quite
Ease me.
Born into luxury,
Beat by my own
Mother's nails.
Eaten out by
Empty in my base.
Roundhouse kick
In the teeth of
Ruby rhinestones.
Built by burning
Won't end in a smolder,
But rather a burst of
Flame
Still sparking.
Define the human
By death
By end.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Poetry Collection ♡ Republished
PoetryA soulful recollection and philosophies on life from a young, femme, punk poet. Poems ranging from when I was still in school, moving out, exploring the world for the first time, moving through the years, until now, being an independent artist and b...
