The Tampon Of Despair

My tampon is full of blood I send texts I regret Buy wine I cannot afford   Your opinion is too heavy It is all I can carry When faced with other lighter Crosses to bear   I want to feel only one thing Your love Acceptance Approval Vindication   But you will not and … Continue reading The Tampon Of Despair



Space away from youIs a nice conceptTo clear my head,And think logicallyIs the rational thing to doYou fog up my brainLike a car when the heater first turns on,On a frosty winter dayGiving me temporary amnesiaAs I forget what it was like to feel cold towards youYour body heat eliminating┬áMy carefully thought out reasons to … Continue reading Space