This is a long sad day
Heat of loneliness under my skin
Roasted coffee smells dreadful
My heart hurts
Thinking to myself —
Why do people write poetry?
To buy a token of love? ***
To buy a moment to live?
—
Oh ***** here it’s raining now
Manchester, Manchester
Jun 21, 2025
Jun 21, 2025 at 6:36 AM UTC
This is a long sad day
Heat of loneliness under my skin
Roasted coffee smells dreadful
My heart hurts
Thinking to myself —
Why do people write poetry?
To buy a token of love? ***
To buy a moment to live?
—
Oh ***** here it’s raining now
Manchester, Manchester
© shanikayrs
