Sister Sweetly

blacksheepBob

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 

  • Author: blacksheepBob (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 21st, 2017 14:16
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 18


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