I was crying
To put it bluntly
But the sharp stinging in my eyes
Was anger and no, I was not the least bit sad
I found myself wishing my life away
If the rain falling through sewer grates was
Rushing water city serenades
Then my head was so hot that the roads sparkled in refracted rays
Beaming ubiquitous thoughts of…
How sorry I am
© The Sad Owl
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
Oh so brutally sad. ❤
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