It is a vacant place now
this world didn't deserve you
you were incandescent in nature,
when all the lights went out.
The lies they told you
were designed to hold you
the wounds that never healed
you wouldn't speak of them;
you wore your camouflage daily
and I never understood,
how that smile was your tourniquet.
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 9:00 AM UTC
It is a vacant place now
this world didn't deserve you
you were incandescent in nature,
when all the lights went out.
The lies they told you
were designed to hold you
the wounds that never healed
you wouldn't speak of them;
you wore your camouflage daily
and I never understood,
how that smile was your tourniquet.
