I'm covering gaping wounds with bandaids
Pretending has become my reality
If I cover them they are easily ignored
Blood spurts
but it's okay.
Nothing's there.
YOU ARE READING
Bandaids
PoetryThe art of distraction keeps me going. Here is a collection of poetry. Enjoy.
Bandaids
I'm covering gaping wounds with bandaids
Pretending has become my reality
If I cover them they are easily ignored
Blood spurts
but it's okay.
Nothing's there.