It’s a language of sorts
#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
I doubt the trap is what prolonged the effects,
troubles follow a stringent form of self denial,
or was denial your most truest form of discipline, the one in which only the true owner can read, speak to me
© river_who
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
I doubt the trap is what prolonged the effects,
troubles follow a stringent form of self denial,
or was denial your most truest form of discipline, the one in which only the true owner can read, speak to me
© river_who