Rustle. Rustle. Rustle. Rustle.
The leaves rustle outside your window.
Drop. Drop. Drop. Drop.
Droplets of water slide down the glass windows.
Shiver. Shiver. Shiver. Shiver.
The air seems to shiver around her .
Scream.
Oh I wonder what that was.
A/N
Alright I barely have enough time to write this write now Cuz I'm at school and the bell is about to ring bye.
YOU ARE READING
BROKEN♡
PoetryThis book is simply me showing you how I feel as I break into pieces. As my heart and mind shatter. As my body aches at the pain others caused. Cause this is how I express how BROKEN I really am.
