Words|Fading

The razor slips,no turning back Sitting back on the toiletseat,breathing hard,trying to numb the pain, Memories trickling Gushing down her wrist The pain of each flowing away Memories of the one who broke her heart,and dimmed the brightness in her eyes

Words| Scar

It’s not a scar It’s a reminder  Of a time when u & I Were more than pronouns More than just names to an old list It’s a reminder of a time When the sun went with all our dreams  And the moon made sure it brought them back every night  Whether it was full half… Read More Words| Scar