your words are still burned into my thoughts,
like the vodka as it goes down my throat.
your face is permanently in my mind,
just like the scars that litter my skin.
- march 12, '18 ; 13:49
YOU ARE READING
ne t'en fais pas
Poetrythis is all just rants and complaints about my life in the form of terrible poems. title meaning, it means 'do not worry.' -tatumrenae © 2017
