you're my angel
he told me
but angels don't give in
angels don't have human hearts to share
or human souls to mate
I told him
meet me in the garden
between the bleeding hearts
and tell me all your secrets
show me all your scars
find me in the garden
where I'll be waiting naked
for I have fallen deeply
bleeding just for you
YOU ARE READING
happy pill
PoetryThis poetry collection chronicles my journey with depression, anxiety, and healing. I hope you get something out of it.
