.left to nothing right.

I looked up to the sky, hoping,hoping to see a sign of rain.Rain to wash all the thorns that pierced,pierced my torn heart. I wished I was a cloud, drifting,drifting past all the memories.Memories I’d left behind, not wanting,not wanting to tear myself,myself so there’d be no more. I glanced at my hands,hands that wereContinue reading “.left to nothing right.”

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