Snow and Anger

Everything is really overwhelming right now so here's this

Exactly what it sounds like, I'm struggling

A poem about my family and what I've felt

A poem to Jesus, god, femininity, my childhood, heaven, ballet, my hair, and church

All credit goes to Wilbur Soot (I'm very tired today please just accept this)

I woke up today expecting you to be here I got up because you were expecting me to

I'm not sure what this is but have I ever known? (trick question, the answer is no)

The moderators have broken out They have left my head and I'm now alone

You dressed in a hoodie and your black jeans Your hair is dyed red and perfectly messy