Noise like static and a never-ending rush of squelching and alarm bells sounding,
Insistent on shredding my sanity and tearing the confidence from my core
But the warmth you carry with you invites itself into me
And makes me whole again.
Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 1:58 PM UTC
Noise like static and a never-ending rush of squelching and alarm bells sounding,
Insistent on shredding my sanity and tearing the confidence from my core
But the warmth you carry with you invites itself into me
And makes me whole again.