Words can be like a bullet
The kind that only has an entry wound.
They pierce the heart
Only to bounce around
hitting every major artery and organ
until all the damage is done.
You are on life support
All hope escapes you
Something else is breathing for you
Where do you go?
Do you stay in between?
Do you let go and succumb to your injuries?
Do you fight and wake up, damaged and lost?
2 comments:
what has happened my darling?? Is this about the dress or something more serious???
Definitely more serious.
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