Dark Red
Trickles...
Isolation is when you wake up
with someone else's dream on your tongue...
A shattered glass
A forgotten outcast...
A girl who whispers her pain
With her head down in shame...
"honey calm down"
so many directions...
Late one evening
both filled with solemnity and sorrow...
Hiding crying living a lie never showing what I...
It was too late
when she got the phone...
There wasn't enough time
to tell you the titles of...
Snap.
My heart...
You didn't ask me
"how are you?"...
If you will for a moment
Indulge me once more...