You're yelling
I should be crying
But I'm just here lying
Still
My fingers aren't prickly
Though I'm not feeling
I'm filled with nothing
I'm only feeling
Numb
YOU ARE READING
Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
