lacrimate in misery
as the pretty drops fall
tick tick tick
they splatter against my sanity
like lines in a book,
the pages curl and yellow.
the words bleed and die.
YOU ARE READING
the remains
Poetryspontaneous poetry written while overcoming some of life's many obstacles. ❝i cried tears you'll never see, so fuck you. you can go cry me an ocean and leave me be.❞ ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ COLLECTION NO.1 #125 in poetry © wraiths™ 2015
