You are gone.
You were supposed to stay like navy blue cement.
But you are gone now.
You are gone.
You left like navy blue paper being carried by the wind.
And you are gone still.
You are gone.
And you will not be back.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI'm poisoning myself But the monsters like it So I let them have it I'm poisoning myself But the doctors don't know So I let the poison stay I'm poisoning myself But the mirrors don't tell So I let them see I'm poisoning myself But the eyes...
