Is that you?
Yes.
No.
My eyes is playing with me again.
I'm going crazy.
Maybe I am.
I think I already am.
YOU ARE READING
Stitches and Wounds
PoesíaI want you to hear my silent sobs whenever you are with him. I want you to feel my suppressed pain every wretched nights. I want you to know much I drowned in pain with the thought of you loving him. I want you to know how many stitched that knitted...
Your Ghost
Is that you?
Yes.
No.
My eyes is playing with me again.
I'm going crazy.
Maybe I am.
I think I already am.
