stumbling back to the road
i fall to my knees.
a haze shrouds the sky.
scarlet beads
drip down my shin,
just another mark on my skin,
healing the uncountable.
those don't matter.
wounds in my mind
never stop bleeding.
the scars are easier to hide
but shatter me inside.
trapped in your head,
you killed yourself
over these cuts.
you bled out.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
ČTEŠ
Forever June
Poeziethe ghost of you keeps me awake [editor's choice 2021 | poetry] [cover by @qixing]
