The sky turned grey in a matter of days
I never realized how cold I was until then
Two jackets and a blanket but the ice remains
it belongs in my veins
I did as I was told, kept my mind shut
I'm sure you held out a hand for me to reach
Maybe it's because of where I grew up, but
Don't all the lovers die at the beach?
- spring has come and I'm feeling older
YOU ARE READING
jagged [ iN BETWEEN part 2 ]
Poetryfailing lights & sleepless nights (ramblings of a mad person) IMPORTANT! The drawings that accompany my words are not my doing, I take no credit for them whasoever.