Fine
Easier to pretend we're fine
Until we're falling
Falling behind
Words elude grasps,
Between stuttered breaths
Guillotines hang above
Knocking out every bit of mirth
Cold against a warm hearth
Burrowing in the earth
YOU ARE READING
melancholic ecstasy
Poesiea collection of short poetry, some of which are sweet, some heartbreaking, but all of them mine. Some will have been written or published in A Collection of Oneshots, but they are mine- p.s. I'm new to poetry, so feedback is welcome! ❤️
