my darling,
you are trying to hide
so much pain in only your eyes
that i'm daydreaming to see
it swirling and burning
and as my daydream
turns into a nightmare
i sense me blazing under
the glare of your terrible pain.
---
Your Medicine
[04-06-2021]
YOU ARE READING
The Moon
Poetry── here's to thinking about the days went by, writing you, The Moon. [ a poetry collection | ongoing ] ⟶ angelus brooklyn
