*TW- sexual assault*
I'm scared that you won't love me
when you find out what is missing in me
what was stolen from me
that you won't touch me
when you find out who's hands
have been on me
who's hands left these scars
that you'll leave me
when you realize that I am broken
that I am only the remnants
of the girl he crumbled in his fist
YOU ARE READING
wilting roses
PoetryAnother collection of (bad) poems. *tw: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, drinking, suicidal ideation and self harm* -a collection of poems that document my experiences with my mental health throughout high school. a warning: i had a few undiagn...
