I was crying at the staircase
I was sitting with my eyes closed on cold concrete
I covered the walls with poems
And then the floor
It felt like the feeling fell
And the room became something like grave
And I became something like dead
Crying at that damn staircase
I was lying with my head on the cold steps
Tears felt so heavy-
How could my eyes even bare them ?
- Author: Anny (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 5th, 2022 02:06
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
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