So This is Your Life

So this is your life now? 

Like a pill? Hard to take and even harder to swallow? 

Sharp like a blade and quick to draw blood? 

Blood red like your harsh lipstick that burns in the light? 

With a clipped laugh, fake as plastic. 
 

Geri

MD

16 years old

More by Geri

  • Dawn to Dusk

    Light is lobbed to the leaves and they cradle it 

    In the evening they throw it back to the sun 

    whose tendrils collect it 

    then go home 

  • Peace

    I think peace looks like:  

    driving on the highway from College Park  

    listening to “White Ferrari” 

    by Frank Ocean