Typhoid Kelsey : Writing

Why do I? Do I?

Why do I? Do I?

A Poem by Typhoid Kelsey


Do I think it's worthless Do I think there's nothing you can do Shameful little something Turning me to nothing Why do I carve in my arms like so..
Manic Depression.

Manic Depression.

A Poem by Typhoid Kelsey


It hit me not so suddenly-I was just a little kid I'm just supposed to cry from scrapes and stings Wondering why my brain was filled to the brim wi..
Squeezebox

Squeezebox

A Poem by Typhoid Kelsey


I'm sorry you had to see this side of me it's gone and replaced my face I've seen you staring at what I've done, honey If I am to be a black sheep,..

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