I thought i felt you in my veins,
so i tried releasing you from the cracks and splinters of my battle wounded limbs.
You didn't disappear.
You're buried deep within my bones.
Get out of me.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Jessica
Aktuelle LiteraturBut as her eyes began to close And her temperature began to drop And the tears began to fall I did not say a word And as the black began to appear And the funeral began to start I found myself with a pen and paper I haven't stopped writing yet.
