Asylum Poem by Mellisa Salazar

Asylum



Hands trembling
My hearts racing remembering
Drops turning to floods
And rivers soaking up What we loved
Yet The dirt on the tile never washes away
And the sun can't shine in through the dust on the window
Pets mistaking green carpet for grass
The clothes that never fit
And the mountains and piles of lack

The worlds not safe nor kind
It's safer to be keep quiet and be blind
And live only in the walls of my mind

I deserve to have it all
And i deserve to have the best
To make it for myself
And have plenty left to spread

Thursday, April 5, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,fear
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