The girl stared down
at the waves crashing
against the shore
and knew her friend
was beneath them.
Her mind was an unwritten book
and she felt
uncomfortably numb.
Had she done that?
A ghostly hand
rested on her shoulder
and she cried.
ČTEŠ
shards
Poezie❝and your words were shards of glittering glass, lodged deeply in my heart❞ a collection of poems and short stories. © 2014 by overcast
