i hope you get this
i hope tears burn your eyes
and these words burn a hole in what used to be your heart
you could've helped
taken me from the blistering cold
but you stayed inside
in the warmth
and watched me waste away.
YOU ARE READING
cigarettes and sunsets
Poetrya collection of poems filled with love, heartbreak and tragedy. the world has a bad habit of keeping serious things locked away in order to maintain happiness, I desire to search for these hidden things and let them be found. illustrations by Robyn...
