Personal Literature

January One Year Ago

January 24th, 2020 Crying out, drowning in sorrows.The last breath, was a whisper for love.Unaware of what comes next.Nothing. Black, Darkness.The crows carry the corpse through the night.Dark and cold, the truth had been brought to light.Another gone, tragedy in the airanother one has taken their lifeBecause no one seemed to care… Xo- *AP!