the pain I'm going though,
is already enough,
leaving my family,
they see my pain and suffering,
do they care?
I wanted independence,
not to be alone ,
watching my lover never home ,
I try calling but ~no answer~
do they care?
my father died,
not so long ago,
watching him that casket,
buried 3,000 ft. below,
still I want to know,
do they care?
YOU ARE READING
Original Sin
PoezjaThe trust is gone. The love is gone. Will the mysterious poet kill her lover Or live with seconds to spare
