You stand before me like a cross path
Idle and iron
A fierce wrath
A tight turn
For ample mass
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
Why is everything about you? Even when I hate you.
The longing, the famine, the growth. The poetry, the damage, the oath.
Everything’s about you 💔
3 responses to “Cross Path”
I think I meant crossroad but whatever. I’m emo. 😑
My broken brain kept trying to combine crosspath. Now I know why. So close but no… fractured reality
We do tend to cross path 🤔