my yearning has made me lose every day
every day I have been left with empty hands
but losing my words, my ability to pen
left me with an empty heart.
YOU ARE READING
the revisionist
PoesiaA revisionist changes history, but I am merely telling my story how it happened to me -- what a travesty that it makes me the revisionist.
VII.
my yearning has made me lose every day
every day I have been left with empty hands
but losing my words, my ability to pen
left me with an empty heart.
