I lay in bed all day.
I don’t want it to be any other way.
I keep my phone on vibrate.
Remove it from my space.
High-key miserable as fuck.
I’m lost as fuck.
Feeling some kind of way.
Living life in sweatpants and hoodies.
Just here wasting away.
Reneé, Sydney. Her Final Entries: A Collection of Poems and Affirmations
A prisoner to myself
The doubts I had
Things I feared daily
Stereotypes due to the color of my skin
Judgement about what’s between my legs
Negativity coming out mouths of the miserable
Today I’m breaking free
Moving anything or anyone in the way
I won’t be stopped from being me
-Her Final Entries