unfiltered
a single tag
deadly words
dangling at the edge
of a white smile
her face exposed
to a million viewers
one comment
among twenty
filled with a mean request
an inactive account
fifteen new messages
all they ask is
"where are you?"
when they knew
she followed a path
that ended with
one comment
online twenty-three
days ago
YOU ARE READING
What's Wrong
Poetrysome of these might not make sense but trust me neither does my mind
