Funny How it Leaves You Hanging
by @HiItsHaliyah
My fingertips are frayed
like my favorite pair of jeans.
My hair is grey
like the faded pencil marks
in my old diary, my book of dying dreams.
My back is bent
like the crook in my couch
where I used to read a stack of books.
My mind
is missing like the word in an
incomplete