Into The Dust

Fiction, Poem 1 Minute

I’m sad to say it, but…
They weren’t even missed,
So I rented out their rooms,
On ol’ AirBnB,

Their bones were later discovered,
Hiding in plain sight,
Mixed into the dirt they left,
Beneath our feet,

Their bones were later discovered,
Hiding in plain sight,
Ground up into the dust,
Where they belonged.

πŸŒͺ

Published by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑡 πŸͺ

I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional traumaβ€” usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people.

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