If you look into her eyes,
You'll find a girl who cries.
If you look into her heart,
You'll see there's a lost part.
If you look into her soul,
You'll find a gaping hole.
If you look at her wrists,
You'll see tiny slits.
If you look at her,
You'll see her life's a blur...
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020
