Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2020
her sheets
her sheets are soaked with salt
salt form here tears
tears that run down her cheeks
onto her nose
as an endless stream
she stuffs her head into her pillow
as she slowly dies inside
with each slice she can feel her soul slipping away
eyes red as the liquid from her wrists
she lies in bed
hoping to fall asleep
before she falls apart
Written by
a homosexual poet  13/F
(13/F)   
  122
       tree, --- and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems