i'm getting good at
hiding my wounds
i look at my wrist scars
instead of lines
i see the time ticking
it hasn't stopped
no, not for me
at least not for now
— underneath my watch
YOU ARE READING
moonlit wounds and words (you are celestial #1)
Poetrywhen the blazing sun sets and i'm alone with my mind, when the stars start to shine and the wounds ache with rhymes, a pen in one hand the other clutching my heart, this is how the tears evolve, the way i bleed, and the pain dissolves a collection o...
#29 | underneath my watch
i'm getting good at
hiding my wounds
i look at my wrist scars
instead of lines
i see the time ticking
it hasn't stopped
no, not for me
at least not for now
— underneath my watch
