Life sucks ! and I ain’t got no metaphor for that, just make sure you feel it don’t bury it – sorrow taught way more than my happiness ever could
She is much better at keeping love on pages than inside these hands.
I have only silence.
Terror lays siege to her weakened stronghold.
Walls I’d only ever seen crumble in metaphors
and acid bear hugs her chest
As if, it too had no words.