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)
- Published: December 21st, 2017 14:16
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 18
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