Kicked out the garden.
I have bitten the fruit.
Yet I can't swallow the consequences.
I trusted the snake when he said he had my best interests at heart.
Is it my fault for trusting him?
Is this my fault?
Where's Eve?
Do I deserve this?
I'm naked.
I can no longer live in ignorance.
I have no protection.
How will I cope?
Will I ever thrive?
Lord, please offer me salvation.
In the smiles of friends.
In the approval of my family.
In the acquisition of pride and self-respect.
In her arms.
Society is certainly no garden.
-XR
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Moments of gladness, moments of sadness & everything in-between.
PoetryI'm an 18 year old boy with Cerebral Palsy, depression and anxiety. I'm a British Hipster Punk Fuck who has dreams of happiness and independence. Living with my difficulties can be saddening and difficult so to cope I draw (follow my Instagram: ale...
