The world crumbles. At every stop and turn there is always something wrong. No matter where someone hides, the world is breaking around them.
By T C Husvar4 years ago in Poets
The hardest thing that we learn, as people, is that sometimes we are not meant for each other’s lives. Some people are only meant to stay for a season.
The lungs feel like smoke is filling them and it’s hard to intake air. The body shakes like a brittle leaf against a harsh wind.