The truth
Confused by intimacy,
hidden from human touch,
and adapted to hostility
needles, bottles and crime.
I have killed my inner child
with pills and alcohol,
and snorted away the layers of fear
Onto which my adolescence holds.
Confused by intimacy,
hidden from human touch,
and adapted to hostility
needles, bottles and crime.
I have killed my inner child
with pills and alcohol,
and snorted away the layers of fear
Onto which my adolescence holds.