Lil
Poems
I.
let me do the nice things that kind people do
i can let myself be that type of raw
II.
the gates shut at 4 on the dot
too late, turn around, my eyes are closed
III.
the gates can forgive you this time
it's okay, come back, my hands are open
IV.
red strings tie me to a million things
why can't one of them be you, damn it
V.
my hands shake violently because i feel alone
i am tangling the strings
