how are feelings filled with evils
you willed to become a zombie till you became one
if garlic can heal me then please bring for me one
I wonder if I am dead..
I surfed for a heart but found a knife instead
YOU ARE READING
who am I
Poetrypoem for those hearts that get smote by waves of dismay placing a hand over your chest and u still listen to this earthquake eruption of your heart into ashes that will fade
