Oct 2014
Sleep holds no comfort
Burning eyes don't
soothe the soul
Broken and jagged
pieces of me
litter the floor
No poem, no song
no kisses or hug
can make me feel
whole
Burning eyes don't
soothe the soul
Broken and jagged
pieces of me
litter the floor
No poem, no song
no kisses or hug
can make me feel
whole
Please excuse me if it doesn't make much sense.
