Everyone has a heart that drips.
Some drip a darkness like poison,
some have bright colors that dance
and sting eyes that stare too long.
There are the glitter-stained hearts
that ooze with infectious positivity,
and confused hearts swirling
with a bit of everything.
Everyone has a heart that drips,
and it's okay if you haven't
found what drips from yours.
YOU ARE READING
Little Nothings
Poetry***STUNNING COVER by @Repulsify, as commissioned through @InkCommunity 's Artlink Station!*** Things speak to us in different ways. For some, it's a small voice in our minds. For others, it's the things around us, weaving words into succession for s...
