I'm slowly cracking into pieces
before my eyes
and I don't know If I'll be able to glue
these f r a g m e n t e d pieces together.
YOU ARE READING
Bones
PoetryAnd soon this body of mine will be bones with only strings of flesh to keep it together.
Fragments
I'm slowly cracking into pieces
before my eyes
and I don't know If I'll be able to glue
these f r a g m e n t e d pieces together.