Always awake, why is it night?
Limbs shake, standing at the precipice.
And I want someone to hold me.
Face gaunt, I dreamt of it.
Limbs shake, I awoke to it.
And I want someone to hold me.
Always awake, too much to be.
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
Always awake, why is it night?
Limbs shake, standing at the precipice.
And I want someone to hold me.
Face gaunt, I dreamt of it.
Limbs shake, I awoke to it.
And I want someone to hold me.
Always awake, too much to be.