2025/Abigail-32128

The pain of today

This memory will stay like a bloodstain.

I’m going to fly through the air.

But my house is empty, and my home is bare.

I will soak up all of my pain.

Put it in a dish rag like a bloodstain.

Sadly, it’s not like a slap in the face.

Leaving friendships is a horrible case.

I’m not sure how to handle the pain.

I’m just gonna try to cover the bloodstain.