i spent so much time painting you as the bad guy in my story, that i forgot i was the villain and you were the innocent one who was blemished from my black ink, drowning in it with no escape because i made sure the lid was shut.
~i'm sorry, you deserve better
YOU ARE READING
everything i didn't say
PoetryThe ache in my heart is spilled within these pages. Untold tales of hurt, loss, grief, struggles, redemption, hope and love haunt chapters of this book.
