
It was too easy;
the lies rolled off your tongue
like flooded waters.
Something once peaceful
and refreshing,
now a messy nuisance.
The water expands,
the salt corrodes,
everything is damaged in its wake.
It was too easy;
the lies rolled off your tongue
like flooded waters.
Something once peaceful
and refreshing,
now a messy nuisance.
The water expands,
the salt corrodes,
everything is damaged in its wake.
A millennial residing in Brooklyn, NYC. I hate small talk. View more posts