Dark and Horror Poetry TW: Trauma, Consent — A series of short and unfinished poems inspired by the word “skin” via Shrey G. on IG Unspoken sentences Line my body Silent screams Flood my head - The Story of My Life White gloved hands Wrapped around my throat Sharpened bloody teeth Charging at my eyes My muffled screams Drowned out by it’s laughter …

Poetry You were my sign that God was there that day And my proof that He looked away AVG Wishing You Pain Dark Poetrymedium.com But I’m Trying Poetrymedium.com My Forever Friend Dark Poetry TW: Mental Illnessmedium.com Dear reader, please don’t forget to scroll to the bottom of this page for Medium to count this as read. Your support is deeply appreciated! If you like my work and would like to support me, please consider giving me a like, comment, and follow on Medium & IG.

TW: Mental Illness If you are living in the US you’ve probably heard about the looming deadline to raise the debt ceiling. About the devastating cuts the GOP wants to implement and the disastrous effects of a default. …

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Poetry I don’t know how to love you Or Show you how much I care I am only just learning how to do this for myself My Forever Friend Dark Poetry TW: Mental Illnessmedium.com The Screams of the Silent Dark Poetrymedium.com A Question I Ask Myself Dark Poetrymedium.com Dear reader, please don’t forget to scroll to the bottom of this page for Medium to count this as read. Your support is deeply…

Dark Poetry TW: Mental Illness Depression is my companion A chaperon for wherever I go Escorting me to appointments Grocery store pick ups Lurking in backseats and purses A visitor no social cue can dismiss Depression dominates my home Reducing it to filth Leaving dirty dishes around my desk Undone laundry overflows…

Dark Poetry — I wish to face the silent Condemn them for their hatred Their apathy towards those not dead And if I ever got the chance All I would do is smile Knowing that if there is a Hell It will be filled with their screams And I will finally know peace …

Dark Poetry If I wasn’t worth protecting…how am I worth saving? 135 Dark Poetry — TW: Eating Disorders, Fatphobiamedium.com To the Ancestors Who Disconnected Poetrymedium.com Mountains Poetrymedium.com Dear reader, please don’t forget to scroll to the bottom of this page for Medium to count this as read. Your support is deeply appreciated! — AVG If you like my work and would like to support me, please consider giving me a follow on Medium and my socials.

Dark Poetry — TW: Eating Disorders, Fatphobia — Your words cut through old scars Ones I thought had healed All with a number A number I could not reach Not with restriction Nor the three times a day I forced my body into exhaustion Nor with the pills I used to burn What I couldn’t purge I flipped through images of thin frames As I ate water…