Finally there are tears running down my cheeks
The heat of fear burns through my stomach
As I lie on my back
Holding on
Sorrow swallowing me
YOU ARE READING
words on suffering
Poetrymaybe we are more than broken hearts and untold lies 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍
distress
Finally there are tears running down my cheeks
The heat of fear burns through my stomach
As I lie on my back
Holding on
Sorrow swallowing me
