the sirens inside her mind is deafening
that she can't even manage to stay asleep
they kept on ringing
taking her sanity bit by bit.
she didn't even know
that the tears started rolling
from her eyes of full troubles and woe,
wanting to keep the weigh down low.
funny how one word or thing
can trigger a memory
for the feelings to come back
and for her to see.
YOU ARE READING
intricate skies
Poetrysaltwater splattered on these blank pages while she still bleeds.
