Just a Point...
Who, sees...... my joy ,
or hears, my ....laugh,
within, these four walls?
Who, feels ....
My hot tears,
as sorrow .....
Runs, its course.
Turn your back,
and ......feed me,
to the wolves!
Pain
is fused, within ....
my bones.
For a heartś,
too .....brittle,
and .....
Oft
they break...
Gisajl@icloud.com
Enjoyed This One
well penned, felt it break that Brittle heart ~ allets ~
brittle
Thank you.
i hope you are well.
Paratrooper's don't die........ they go to Hell and regroup!!!