A pause between,
A blink and a sight,
I cannot see you,
Like I used to.
I'm dizzy,
In your Wake,
And I'm left,
Feeling numb,
Like never before.
YOU ARE READING
Scourge: A Poetry Collection
Poetry"I have Scourged your soul, While you drew on me, So intricately. All I can ask for, Is forgiveness, Which I don't deserve, Anymore." Scourge: A poetry Collection
