We Are All Sponges
And not much will be left of us
After this has occurred.
Just an empty shell,
And another body to be burned
Alicia Rose Whennen
A writer in general of all types of things. A wisher for a platform, in which my writings can take their wings.
Latest Posts
I Want You To Lie To Me
Tell me it gets easier.
Tell me my skin won’t ache anymore.
Tell me everything will be okay even if it won’t be.
You Are Strong Enough To Get Over Them
You’re strong enough to get out of bed in the morning after crying yourself to sleep that night. You’re strong enough to walk through the town you both once roamed together. You’re strong enough to find some time to laugh even though your heart wants to cry about the loss of another.
