Jun 2020
She was the pit
I couldn't fill.
Pilled up
Leafy wads
Of notes
Baked with
Salty tears
And
Smoky hooks,
made soft bricks
That ached the heart
So I
stocked up
Walls of
faulty pillars,
Wolves that gnawed
the hole.
Now I'll throw
In words,
Letters of beauty.
Bridges of rhymes
to salvage her,
The pit
I
Couldn't fill.
I couldn't fill.
Pilled up
Leafy wads
Of notes
Baked with
Salty tears
And
Smoky hooks,
made soft bricks
That ached the heart
So I
stocked up
Walls of
faulty pillars,
Wolves that gnawed
the hole.
Now I'll throw
In words,
Letters of beauty.
Bridges of rhymes
to salvage her,
The pit
I
Couldn't fill.
Have u lost something or someone that created a hole in u that nothing can fill not even money, drugs(hooks) and tears can't fill but poetry can????
