Poem - 20 February 2014, 19:59 The Fist Nichole Heim Down. Down. Down. This road that I am going down. Hand rose. Eyes shut. Can't feel it again. Words come. From him. No words. I speak. One tear. No pain. Just numb. Can't think. Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 252 Rating: Total votes: 0 Tags: Abuse Poetry Genre: Nonsense
