carve your name into my ribs.
so every time i take a breathe,
your name is what leaves my lips.
YOU ARE READING
to the sad ones
Poetrytake me away to the depths of my heart. where my tears are pools of ice, and my cries are songs of stone. my thoughts put into a book my heartaches put into poems to any sadkid out there this book might be for you. or not. all my poems belong to me...
breath
carve your name into my ribs.
so every time i take a breathe,
your name is what leaves my lips.
