An Inner Monologue…

An inner monologue to my writing. Pt II.

People are going to get sick of this shit—

No one wants to keep reading about her

Sad childhood or the horrors of addiction. 

Her words are bothersome, just like her

Mother said. Even if some of her writing is

Interesting, people don’t want to read

Constantly about despair. They don’t want

That dead weight following them around,

A bag of bricks tied around them with rope. 

Let her keep her bag of bricks, and drown.

By Melissa Lemay

From: United States

Website: https://melissalemay.wordpress.com