your back was turned
your ears were clogged
you couldn't see the
water begin to consume me
until it was too late
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poetryin which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
e i g h t y - o n e
your back was turned
your ears were clogged
you couldn't see the
water begin to consume me
until it was too late
