Out of words,
But I swear I'm not mute.
Out of light,
But I swear I'm not blind.
Out of pain,
But I swear I'm not numb.
Out of breath,
But I swear,
I'm not dead.
Not just yet.
YOU ARE READING
unsaid
Poetry'I wanted to speak oceans, but only told you a drop.' #itsnotaphase {Started on Jan 10, 2017} {Ended on April 1, 2018} #1 in poetry (when the ranks used to actually matter) for 365 days (and more).
