I walked on thorns to reach you
my blood staining the earth
leaving behind a trail
so we could walk back home
but I didn't know
that you were so far away
so distant
that I had no choice or hope
but to trace back alone
YOU ARE READING
The sky isn't always blue
PoetryThese are some of my poetries. I wrote these poems during some very tough times in my life. All I can say is that writing saved me!
