poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
my Mouth has been emptied of Words I feel Flat Emotions at a Halt, The House has come to a Standstill, Where should my Eyes Look? How can I Unsee? the Oblivion is baffling. I am Baffled. Disappointed. Stunned. Body needs to keep Moving. I cannot Break Now. I am already too Broken. Already Shattered, […]