Friday, April 13, 2012

the passenger seat

i trusted
the promises
i believed
in the consistency
of our heart beats
i didn't know
i couldn't see
the outcome
there was
guilt
running down my
veins
shame
shivering down my
spine
regret
pounding down my
bones
wounds
scars
wrists
stomach
thighs
ankles
they will
heal

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