a muted cry
Emotions are hard to process if you haven't felt them before
But touching my cold hands and a gaze upon my flooded eyes
it will tell you what I've been through and more
I'm way past due
and my deadline is coming up soon
So hold me in your arms once more
but please don't put out your joint
on the coldness of my corps.
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me
My community