The waters of pain leave drought in their wake
Behind drying eyes, a dull, throbbing ache
Underneath skin, bubbling heat
I sought no more than to unleash my grief.
The waters of pain leave drought in their wake
Behind drying eyes, a dull, throbbing ache
Underneath skin, bubbling heat
I sought no more than to unleash my grief.
Short and sweet and dark 🙂