And what will I become
When there is nothing else left of me?
Who will remember
All of the words I’ve never spoken out loud..
Will I disappear in the wind?
Or will the ashes left behind remember my name?
Grief, Horror, & Poetry
And what will I become
When there is nothing else left of me?
Who will remember
All of the words I’ve never spoken out loud..
Will I disappear in the wind?
Or will the ashes left behind remember my name?