Category bad poetry

a letter I won’t send

& never will. I’m trying to let go of what was never mine. Like broken glass in my hands, no matter how much I try, there is always a piece, stuck in my skin, every time I look at my hands. every time I try to take it out it bleeds. It hurts; but I […]

never good enough.

I tell you I’m a fighter but not the fighter you’re looking for. But you come around and tell me no you’re a survivor. But how can I be a survivor, when I spend a good fraction of my day, fighting for the right to have a beautiful life? I can’t be a survivor, because […]

O, ye of little faith.

I could sit here and listen to Sinatra, to soothe my soul and think of you. Forgive me, for I tend to imagine little scenarios in my head that often never come true. And forgive me, for you are the best thing that has ever graced my life in a long time and made me […]