Nobody is here to care so soak up your tears,
They will watch you cut into several layers.
Layers so delicate that they would praise,
But don't consider their voice strong enough to raise.
They will stand still with flashlights on,
And leave you as soon as they find your clone.
YOU ARE READING
Sinking Alphabets
PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
