I am sorry
For the restless nights
For the tears shed upon you
Throughout these unloving years
Sometimes,
I believe
You are my only friend
YOU ARE READING
If You Can't Save Yourself
Poésiepoetry that has slipped between the noose and my neck; poetry from me, poetry to you.
Pillow Talk
I am sorry
For the restless nights
For the tears shed upon you
Throughout these unloving years
Sometimes,
I believe
You are my only friend
