mend my broken heart
spit out my tears
fill me whole with your love
and all the words you've kept to yourself,
in the crevices of your mind,
and in the cracks of the cement paved roads to me,
scream them aloud
make me feel alive with your touch
keep me sane with your voice
and keep our love aflame.
im afraid of the dark.
YOU ARE READING
lost
Poetry#48 in poetry//these words fell on the canvas of my skin. cover by dejection- picture found on weheartit .
