I write poetry to purge thoughts so that the dogs in my head won't bark quite so loudly.
"It's only falling in love because you hit the ground." 173 followers / 5.2k words
How many loves have you put to rest? How many fires have been extinguished? I never knew someone could get so used to the smell of ashes Fingers black with soot and shame But practiced, so practiced Malice? No, not malice Simply routine by now Shaking my head, I asked "What did it feel like the first time your flame died?"