constants aren’t so constant anymore

the constants aren't so constant anymore two days i wait for calls to come though tonight for me translates to yesterday to youContinue reading…
the constants aren't so constant anymore two days i wait for calls to come though tonight for me translates to yesterday to youContinue reading…
i wanted more than anything to
carve a space for myself in your
world, a sanctuary to rest my heart
and warm yours. instead, you
carved a dark and lonely land
hollowed out inside my chest,
leaving me in fear that the world
would no longer turn.
thorns soften
stems break
flowers burn
a garden bed suffocates
your ashes i will no longer take