this is a poem about forced to speak up when a voice has been worn down or taken away, i hope you all enjoy 🙂
(ps, i write all dates like mm/dd/year, just as to when u wrote them)
reach down my throat,
pull each chamber of my heart apart
my throat burns as i swallow the blood,
my ribs crack under pressure of peoples hands
this repeats, over and over again
until all that remains is nothing but a
gaping hole
where my heart used to reside
the blood i used to hold in my heart
is now held everywhere else in my body,
i sit and beg for mercy
as i drown in my own blood.
(11/4/24)