Poetry · Writing

riley

it has been awhile

but i’m here

bleeding from my wrist

but i’m here

this wasn’t always the truth

absant more times then present

just so i could give something on christmas

i know they judge me

can see it in the corner of their eyes

never blinked twice

took their eye off me

i move past ’em

never stood still long enough

to tell ’em i missed ’em

i regret that

i know they judge me

i’m sorry pops

tattoos below my elbows,

i want them to judge me