There were days when her mind closed and she couldn't find the difference between the moon and the sun. And when the rains came, thunder would bounce off the walls of her chest breaking every lock in her heart. And those around her, she thought to be insane, for she wondered, "how could they smile at the sun, when they've never felt the rain?"
YOU ARE READING
Every Tear
ПоэзияStaring at these blank pages my mind is empty, the words won't bleed from my fingertips, for they only know my eyes.
