You can't stay in the same chapter
And you can't still love the person who hurts you
Just like glass when it falls it shatters
Like broken wings that could never flew
In the midst of autumn
Where leaves had died
Butterflies had forgotten
Wond split open wide
Fallen petals
Like those fallen truths
In the cold air it never settled
The star slowly died through
YOU ARE READING
Echoes Of The Dead Poets
Poetry"Dark inks on dark secrets, full of wonders and ends, thoughts of the night of murky life." ©cover not mine
