- Blood soaked tears
Outrageously screaming her fears
she cried on her wheelchair of demise.
Afraid of loneliness she was;
No one listened.
They couldn't care less.
Slowly, she fell in love with her loneliness.
She wore it like a shining armor,
because it was the only feeling she could decipher.
YOU ARE READING
This simple, complicated life.
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me.