When he said
Those words
I breathed
A sigh
Of relief
Which is odd
Because normally
This would cause
Immense
Heartbreak
But it didn't.
Because my value
My worth
My desires
Didn't rely
On a
Man
It relied
On the will
of God.
YOU ARE READING
guns and bullets
PoetryThe pen was the gun. Her words, the bullets. A collection of poetry I wrote when life happened.
