Writing

A collage poem about love abuse. **collage poem: taking other people's lines and putting them together to create poetry

A winding path, from cloud to cloud and from good to bad.

Trapped. In a room. Therapist sitting across from me. Don't need her help. Don't need it. (Rated M for descriptions of cutting and cursing.)

Panacea of life, solution of existence. I found it. And I'm taking it.

about a motherly figure

Tags aisha