Oct 2016
There is a cold and constant rain that leaks through my bones
Holding me together, more life giving than my mediocre blood
And weakly beating heart.
My frame is creaking despite its young age, worn down and
Falling apart from the inside out.
May the ground hold my bones better than I ever did.
Holding me together, more life giving than my mediocre blood
And weakly beating heart.
My frame is creaking despite its young age, worn down and
Falling apart from the inside out.
May the ground hold my bones better than I ever did.
I know it sounds angsty, but I actually find this one kind of reassuring. Okay, that probably sounds angsty too... I can't win lol
