Poems from 1briauna.collins
Blood drips slowly,
Down my sides,
As I sit atop the floor.
Pools.
Pools of red.
Pools of coagulation
In my blank white sink.
“Beautiful”...
Love is so evil.
Like a sponge, you soak it up.
Then it leaves you dry.
The breathing building screamed
As a jet punched him in the gut
People panicked flipping open their phones
“Hang tight, firefighters are on...