Life's Little IroniesA Poem by therisa Just doing, I don't what. Almost 4 years Since the last time I have felt this like. Living a life Worth nothing. While Not suicidal. I do find myself Falling downwards Without a safety net. Vaguely hoping Someone will save me Before I go splat On the concrete floor. Road kill is So hard to remove From one's floor Once dried.
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Added on December 5, 2014 Last Updated on December 5, 2014 Author
therisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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