
Bitter backstitch
I’m nothing more than a rag doll
full of bitter back stitch… Continue reading “Bitter backstitch”
I’m nothing more than a rag doll
full of bitter back stitch… Continue reading “Bitter backstitch”
Deep sores,
that only feels who loved you…
Scabs without relief,
to not show your distress… Continue reading “Wounds without forgiveness”
You arrived to my golden beach,
full of empty wounds…
a dry leaf scorched,
parched and drowned… Continue reading “The wounded rock”