Poems from ShortAndStout316
Welcome to the Mourners' Bench
Where I can not say no
A place for all the burdened minds
And broken hearts to go
Gather on the sidewalk...
I want to be
Hollow
To the pit of my stomach
Hungry
So it hurts
Empty
Until my body consumes itself
I want to be
Light
Light as...
I was your victim that nightAnother little girlForced into womanhoodAnother carefree heartEmptied and locked shutI stare into the coldness...