I'm composed of fracture lines
He saw behind
That sun burning beneath cracks
Blood running hot
Stars were falling and the sky no more
The truth was impossible to ignore
I wonder how it must feel
To have no heart
Because mine is still breaking now
(It's been two years)
YOU ARE READING
you are not in wonderland ➵ poems
Poetryan assortment of shitty poetry i write gratuitously in my free time.
