Before
Trust me.
I wish I was able to choose you.
And we may never see each other again.
Whenever I looked in the mirror, I would pull at mt hair.
My lips would crack and bleed.
In the pit of my stomach anger and disgust would boil.
It would bubble up and I would vomit it all.
I want you to know this before.
I wish I was strong enough to choose.
I don't have anymore time.
YOU ARE READING
The Time Between Us
PoetryStart by noticing what you notice. You may find yourself staring at something for no reason. Or you may see something spectacular. -a collection of short stories and poems-