you sit
and look towards the sky
for nothing.
the rain can wash your cheeks
but your soul stays the same.
impure.
tainted.
and all you can do is continue
like this;
with a clean pinkish face
dragging your soul by the hair.
and you smile because you don't know.
hey you!
naive!
the rain doesn't heal!
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 1:04 AM UTC
you sit
and look towards the sky
for nothing.
the rain can wash your cheeks
but your soul stays the same.
impure.
tainted.
and all you can do is continue
like this;
with a clean pinkish face
dragging your soul by the hair.
and you smile because you don't know.
hey you!
naive!
the rain doesn't heal!
