I fight to stand up to me, for me.
To one day uncover the bell jar.
To unlock the latch on the attic window,
and release the stale air
that drowns my thoughts
and suffocates my will.
No longer am I
to be my own iceberg.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
I fight to stand up to me, for me.
To one day uncover the bell jar.
To unlock the latch on the attic window,
and release the stale air
that drowns my thoughts
and suffocates my will.
No longer am I
to be my own iceberg.
