I feel it first
My heart squeezes
Sensing the first unwanted grope
I hear it second
A loud silence
Piercing through my ears
I see it third
Wetness clouds my eyes
Crashing against own my vision
All at once my body gets hit
With the first wave
YOU ARE READING
ruby chronicles
Poesíainspired by me and my friend wanting to create, and my new found love for milk and honey. here are some poetic journal entries that I have wrote.
