water
drips
from
my
body
on
to
the
wood
floor
more
I
soak
the
more
I
find
find
more
in
you
my
nails
claw
the
sides
the
water
dripping
like
an
puddle
from
the
building
YOU ARE READING
clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
