I'm addicted to writing, My feelings, my thoughts. not only writing poems, but letters and stories. Pen and paper, Computer and keyboard, marker and board, anything but, I'll always need more.
has nothing to do with stuffing except the last line lol.
I wanna pack up, Leave my body vacant, So it can rest. All these thoughts, Leave my head tired, Leave my mind restless. All these feelings, Leave my heart full, And confused. One night, One escape, A getaway