Erika Castaldo

Dec 2015

sol

Blue like the diamonds in their eyes.
A childhood broken on a rusted slide.
The rungs of the ladder are gone,
The sirens of the city moving on.

idek, i'm trying to write something for class, sorry if i keep spamming you :/

Dec 2015

sol

droplets

you can never tell what i'm thinking,
only what i say out loud.
and though you can see my tears falling,
you'll never hear them hit the ground.

something i came up with in the shower :P