People's expectations of you

It's too late There's nothing you can do... This is a poem about my depression and suicidal thoughts...

I woke up and I wish I didn't I felt his hands every single minute.... It is a poem about my experience with sexual assault. It is a horrible thing and that is what I was feeling after it happened

I always hear blue is bad.... I got the idea for this poem from a book of all places but I hope you like it