Pray to god that the pain will end
Hunched over; a bridged spine
I wish I could be the answer for you
Your pools are beautiful as they drape over your eyes
Your shirt succumbed to the salty falls
Pillowcases drenched in your own water
I wish I could be the answer for you
Your pools are beautiful as they drape over your eyes
No motivation to awaken
No desire to inhale the sweet air; I'm sorry
I wish I could be the answer for you
Your pools are beautiful as they drape over your eyes
YOU ARE READING
A Few Thousand Nights
Poetrya poetry about the ups and downs of life, love, and hardships
