I Feel Like Prey
I'm in panic,
feel like there are too many strange people
I feel like rape is just around the corner
murder three steps behind
and my breath lost
before my knees go soft
And my body quietly sinks
into my illusionary grave
as I'm trying
to hold on to faith
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YOU ARE READING
ROMANTICISM.
Poetrysinking into romanticism like my body would into a field of flowers a hundred little rose buds that keep me breathing while the wind lowers .poetry.
