she crawls in my bed again.
Hugging my body
Digging herself under my skin.
Whispering and singing words
of forbidden lullabyes.
underneath the dark moonlight
YOU ARE READING
Dear NoOne
PoesíaI am scared of the nights And the loud silence that elongates my room I am scared of the 3am's and the 5am's I am scared For that's when my own thoughts begins to haunt me. (A collection of my thoughts)
