predisposed in storm clouds by crushasphyxia, literature
Literature
predisposed in storm clouds
dear someone;
one.
don't tell me we are empty when i still
feel where my heart used to beat; i'm
positive there's something there. don't
tell me we have nothing to live for, just
to make sure i'm as depressed as you
are. dear someone; maybe you are a
sinking ship but i am not your captain.
two.
you can blacken your eyes with ashes
but all the gunmetal grey can't cover
the black and blue bruises beneath your
pretty eyelashes. you can forgive but
please tell me you won't forget [me]
three.
you shivered under raindrops like they
were liquid nitrogen, and i wiped your
tears away when you couldn't take it
much longer. i wa