every vein in her
screams,
shouts,
and yells,
to stop crying.
because tears aren't glue
that magically
fix everything.
they are more like bricks;
falling heavily on her body
and breaking her
bones.
and she is already hurt.
***
so...so...hungry...
YOU ARE READING
her deepest colors
Poetryshe shouldn't have gone. but it was that i was truly mesmerized by her colors, that i didn't realize she was f a d i n g.
