So I'd break my ribs, the cages of my lungs just so I can breathe.
YOU ARE READING
Diary Of A Bludgeoned Soul
PoetryPerhaps sparks of compassion is flaring up in your veins, The qualities of a hero - surfacing A longing to save me, to end my pain If you're reading this, its probably too late For I am nothing but a bludgeoned soul
Day 24
So I'd break my ribs, the cages of my lungs just so I can breathe.
