Great or small, she puts me above all. I'm the only valid person in her life, the only one that shows her she's alive.
A glassed bag holds her heart together and its tied around her limbs but she doesn't see the grave danger. Her core needs to become independent so she can untie those ropes that enslave her to her past.
She's in grave danger and she doesn't know, I wish she knew so she could glow.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Infinity
PoesíaA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
