how could I have believed
that a red river
running directionless
down my arm
in the middle of the night
would somehow carry all
the emotions,
all
the negativity,
out of me ?
YOU ARE READING
enigmatic
Poetryen·ig·mat·ic /ˌenəɡˈmadik/ adjective difficult to interpret or understand; mysterious. Just a collection of my shitty writing I like to call poetry. How unfortunate. (I am also rather edgy and depressed here so tw for some people but I promise I'm a...
