do you hear that?
it's the sound of her silent tears falling into her abyss

do you see that?
it's the broken glass she dropped when she tried to replace her broken heart

do you smell that?
it's the blood she shed when she went looking for her feelings on her flesh where she wore them

do you feel that?
it's the empty dark she felt when she murdered her trust for love

do you taste that?
it's the regret she swallows everyday to say it will be okay


right?