One step closer,
The heart skips a beat
To count
One, two, three,
The soul bows down
To have its peace around,
In the empty ground,
I see you dancing
Along with my dreams
Damn it!
Bloody words
Demand to be said
Yet here we are
In different stages.
YOU ARE READING
The words, I bleed. (Rks)
PoetryAn ongoing journey of unsaid words. See how they bleed through small letters. ᎪᏞᏞ ᎡᏆᏩᎻᎢᏚ ᎡᎬᏚᎬᎡᏙᎬᎠ - ⓒIwouldfall. {Rks}
