She struggles for more But She settles for less, Breathing slowly Face down on the cold ground. She wrote HELP Even if no one read There is a HOPE That tomorrow is not too late.
My thoughts are for ‘13 Reasons Why’, the book and TV show
Some days the words are there. I can see them written in the sky, or burned into pavement. Other days I see nothing, just cloudy grey skies above me, white and yellow lines beside me.