You call me crying
Tears fall onto your phone
Coming back to mine
You scream asking me to fix it
I sob knowing there's nothing I can do
You hang up
Leaving me to dry out
I pull each of my hairs out
One for every drop
That pours from our eyes
I pray to anything
Hoping it will end
Then silence
No texts
No calls
Just silence
All because I can't mend you
YOU ARE READING
Angelic Whispers in Hell
PuisiI hate when others share their thoughts to some stupid app. But I guess I'm breaking my own rules.
