It's been 5 months
I haven't said a word...
A blank stare on her face,
sitting up straight as she can...
Falling endlessly,
through these shattered skies...
You made a conscious choice
to beat that child black and blue...
On morose mornings, I think of myself,
the tea leaves at the bottom of your cup...
Empty soul -
Words washed away...
Nothing.
His plucked nails will still hurt...
I should get up and run
But that won't fix a damn thing...
Dark serpents dance in my head
Slithering in and out of my thoughts...
Prayers are underlined
within the pillow of my...
I was fumbling with angora,
champagne, with a hint of...
Someday I'll make you prouder
Someday I'll touch the clouds...