the day passed,
the sun set,
her eyes drooped,
as she lay in bed,
she tried to pick up a pen and write,
but something was blocking her mind, she could hear the crashing vase and the slamming of the doors.it happened once again,
it happens everytime,she sighed.
YOU ARE READING
locutions [poetry]
Poetrylo·cu·tion ləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ (n.) " a particular form of expression;" 《 a collection of poems and prose. 》 highest rank - #7 in Poetry ♡ #3 in Prose ♡