A little poem, folks.
Why didn't you care
About me
Or her
Or her...
Us?
Your eyes didn't register
Success
Struggle
Love Pain
Your family.
You walked away
Over
And over again
We welcomed you back
Each time
Until
We gave up.
I may not be perfect
Perhaps I'm bound
For hell.
But I know
For sure
I'll see you there.
Meet you there.
About Me
- Nikita
- I'm Nikita and I'm whatever you want me to be. I am a bipolar nothing. A student with no course. I am a writer and a critic. I'm a southerner who strayed north. I read with closed eyes. I take anti-psychotics and mood stabilisers and anti-depressants. My arms are littered with scars. I'm a dreamer who woke up. I am in love. aloha x
My first ever award, Thank you Patricia!
3 comments:
That poem is brilliant. I can relate to it in so many ways. Hope you're doing ok xxx
Thanks Jess. I'm alright-stressed. Take care of yourself, let me know if you want a chat. X
Good to see you are sharing your thoughts. I was wondering if you had posted and sure enough you did. I'll come back in a few days to see what's new. Haven't forgotten you:)
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