Biography of Olivia Albrecht
I'm new at this but I love this.
I'm not always in the poetry. But it's my poetry.
I bite myself when I'm so angry i loose all sense of reason. My life goal is to break the psychological barrier that stops you from biting through your own flesh.
I'm not crazy. I'm mediocre but everybody knows I'll do just fine. I'll get by.
I study latin. I like American History.
My name is Olivia.
Olivia Albrecht Poems
Head falling heavily finger nails clawing viciously pain searing muscles tense
Temporary State Of Mind
I don't want it Keep it away Crisp and red Flat and blue
Vacant eyes and dry lips Flat stomach, curved hips. Long hair and longer legs Yet on her knees, she begs.
Ils décorent les rues Partout où l'on va. Est-ce que tu les a vu? Ils ne se cachent pas.
Head falling heavily
finger nails clawing viciously