"She was a little girl
Of only seven years
But her parents taught her
Far more about growing up
Than any parents ever should
So instead of bringing barbies
To second grade show and tell
She brought bruises,
Black eyes and bad words
And pieces of broken bottles
Found at night in the kitchen;
A girl of only seven years
With childhood already stolen
From in between her fingertips."
~c.k.
CZYTASZ
Hello
PoezjaA collection of poems and stories for the broken, lost, afraid, recovery, heartbroken, depressed, and many more. *Trigger warning possibly for some of these*
