I refuse to feel the pain
Now I am numb to the world
You kicked my cloud,
Disturb my rain.
My words are soaking wet.
So I come up here
Putting back my pieces
And hang myself to dry.
YOU ARE READING
EROS-ALGOS-LOGOS
Poetry"when you left i didn't bleed but my ink does. thank you for turning this lover into a writer." ----- This is a collection of words and poetry. I'm using the daily splice collage of Adam Hale. All credits to this wonderful artist.
