In which I have wrongly assumed my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder has left meAnd what a dark shadow you areTo have followed me this relentlesslyYou ca..
But what is my femininity if it cannot be silenced?Won't submit to youRefuses to be dominatedCannot be grabbed by the throat and shoved into the corne..
The day you told me you loved meI felt cold- You felt cold- We were cold- The night was coldWe sat in the back of your truck under the stars bundled u..