Water in the palm.
Do I hold it safe and quiet,
maybe someday drink again?
Do I reach,
and risk spilling it out?
Or do I deliberately turn my hand,
let it fall away,
lost?
The creative side of Melissa
Water in the palm.
Do I hold it safe and quiet,
maybe someday drink again?
Do I reach,
and risk spilling it out?
Or do I deliberately turn my hand,
let it fall away,
lost?