A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes

you’re not a bad person for the way you kill your sadness… Each pill dissolving on your tongue, the way you wished your pain would. But pain is not like people, you can’t just talk it away, And people aren’t simple, you cannot force them to stay. 99 pills at once, Like problems shoved down yourContinue reading “A Mile; In Suicidal Shoes”

Crutch

I loved you, when you were most broken. Prayed every night, that you would be healed as sunrise awakens, But every day, you would awaken, With more and more breathes taken. I see how pain radiates through your smile. Knowing that your feet won’t walk a mile, without a crutch. Eyes oblivious, to what wasContinue reading “Crutch”