I permanently have
Finger marks etched into
My back
A pile of papers
With words so dense
They're practically
Tipping over the stack
A heart so damn heavy
I should just carry it
On my back
A soul so on fire
It's getting harder
To keep it intact
YOU ARE READING
Lost Words
Random"If you don't say what you feel, you'll forget how to feel." A book of poems. All of which are mine.
