Did you reply to my text?
Did I forget my phone at home?
Will anyone miss me?
When do I have work?
What if I go to work and get fired?
What if I don't eat today?
What if I die?
What's the weather outside,
is it as hot out as my burning
memories?
Or is it as cold as my stone
heart?
YOU ARE READING
Living and Breathing
Poetry-.By vintage_macaroon646.- I Really Don't Know What To Say
