In a room of broken glass Where I cannot see the floor How can I go through so much pain To escape through my only door?
By Brittany Shantaé5 years ago in Poets
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS DETAILS OF A SEXUAL ENCOUNTER AND DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, WHICH MAY MAKE SOME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE.
By Brittany Shantaé5 years ago in Psyche
Like a broken clock, time stands still Knowing what will never be mine Makes me feel broken and empty inside I'll never hold those little toes