left with only memories of grief,
i almost can't recognize myself.
the edges you sharpened became blunt.
numb consumed me inside out.
it feels as though
i can't escape
the home you and i nurtured.
YOU ARE READING
ninth avenue - poetry
Poetry__ heavenly bodies only know where you are now. maybe i was not holding on too tight as you slipped away. wasn't i still yours? __
