31/M/SC
Wandering this dark forest with no guide Figuring out the labyrinth of the my feeble mind Evading the sun for melted wax leads to a …
Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget Falls drop by drop upon the heart, Until, in our own despair, against our will, Comes wisdom …
California
I gaze at the stars too often.
Val|they/them|Society is broken, but I ain't in power to fix it (yet).
London
Birds and boys.