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Julia Romano Poem
And here come the shadows
Swaddling me in its sheets
Until I wrestle myself free
But each time it gets harder
And I want to give up
Until my head pokes through
And my lips taste the air
It moves me to try more
To wiggle free from the shackles
And the clearness tastes so good
Like rain in a cracking desert
But then they turn the water off,
Someone steals the sun,
And once again,
The black shadow creeps over me,
Sucking me inside
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I hate you so much
You smell like a dirty vag,
Day old fish and all
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Julia Romano Poem
Desperate to be thinner
Down goes two fingers
And up comes my dinner
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He doesn't love me
I just know
Our future will never be
I don't seem to glow
I just know
He's falling hard for her
I don't seem to glow
While she can make him purr
He's falling hard for her
I'm left crying
While she can make him purr
I'm slowly dying
I'm left crying
He doesn't love me
I'm slowly dying
Our future will never be
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Julia Romano Poem
I’ve ate nothing but nerves for days
But they’ve been tightly compressed
Into an anchor
Slowly dragging me under
And I’m choking and shaking,
So calmly though
No one notices
And my screams and cries are silent
No gasps get through this loose frown
Rusted and shot,
About to break down
And I’m seconds away
From ending it all
Such a simple solution
To end it all
I want it to end,
All of it
I want an end
I want to end.
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Julia Romano Poem
Some people are meant to be happy
I am not one of the lucky
For I slip through life not unloved,
But unsought
A sponge wrung out by the sun
Yet the greatest tragedy of all
Is not the absence of belonging
Though that I still breath
And roam through moments
Instead of sleeping in the cold ground
Shielded by maggots and worms
Held by the dirt forever
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What are people going to think
When I’m dead on the floor
And my hands are wrapped around my spine
I exposed my weaknesses
All crumbled and broke
A sadder sight when gone
And even with the lights faded to black
I’ll still care what people think
Even when I can’t blink
Nerves will still choke me out
At least I won’t see Mom cry
But I still have to escape
Knowing she’s left behind
A sad drop in a pool of anxieties
Each one blacker than the rest
All working together to drown me
I can’t float by any more
Both paths of my future void of light
Eternal misery, forever and ever
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