blacksheepBob

Sister Sweetly

Slicing through our skin  we share our pain 

A wicked intermingling of our sorrow and sins 

We gave each other shelter 

And a promise to never let go 

But the needle showed no mercy 

As it devoured your soul 

I tie a noose around my mind and try to hold on 

But Im sufficating in grief 

And the noose is letting go