Poems from tabithamoon
I have a metal object... Do you know what it is?
It could be heavy or light... Do you want to see it inmy hand?
I feel the cold metal as I...
Turning my heart with a racket
trying to break it loose
to revel the contents inside
reveling who i truly am
the one that is hiding deep...
Brown and White walls
Confinment everywhere for all eyes to see and stair
Thirteen girls five room
Quiet and afraid of ourselves
We are...