FIVE
i've grown so old to your miseryI have grown so old to goodbyes.
These cold hands of mine
have gotten used to letting go.
This messy mind of mine
wonders when a soul will stay.
Until then,
just give me the sign
and I will become used
to it.
Do you have a favorite poetry book?
𐎀 I love To Drink Coffee With a Ghost by Amanda Lovelace! I love anything by her! I also really like Earth Tides by Amy Elizabeth Vaughn.May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists. First poetry collection i...