I want to fall asleep
but I'm afraid that if I do
I'll end up
dreaming of you
waking to the sound
of my own sobs,
a sore throat
and the bitter taste
of reality
YOU ARE READING
Ink and Tears
PoetryPoems I wrote with a bleeding pen and a bleeding heart. Pages soaked in tears and words I write while being ripped apart.
dream
I want to fall asleep
but I'm afraid that if I do
I'll end up
dreaming of you
waking to the sound
of my own sobs,
a sore throat
and the bitter taste
of reality
