Glass shatters,
Ceramic crashing,
Screaming and bleeding tears,
Tables are overturned.
Do you find satisfaction in this?
For terror to be your rule of thumb.
Does it pain you to be just fine?
YOU ARE READING
Afternoon Thoughts
PoesieHer head felt light in that moment, She felt as if was drunk on starlight, Her bare toes grazing dewy grass, Breathing in the sweet scent that was finally her.
