I sold my heart, my
Soul, for the slight chance you would
Keep me in your life
the breaks on your skin
want to become words, not scars
yet you stay silent
Still, my mind wanders
To other girls, never thinks of
You, but my heart does
one ring for her and
another ring for him to
let him know she died
Wherever you are,
I wish you happiness. Smile.
Sincerely yours, me
YOU ARE READING
On Bad Lives and Worse Ideas
PuisiA collection of words on screen, written with hopes of being read.
