after that year,
it became harder
tears dripping down
my chin
and I sat holding
the pen
was it that there was too much emotion
too much bloodshed
tearing the pages?
or was it
that there was
nothing at all?
YOU ARE READING
tell me how to be
PoetryNO.1 in #loveisdead **trigger warning** a disjointed poetry volume that spans through the topics of politics, self harm, rape, abuse, eating disorders, feminism so on and so forth.. scroll through the contents and there might be something that you...
