my thoughts are blue.
my bruises are green.
all you do is
scream scream scream.
broken fingers.
misplaced trust.
my conscience is beginning to rust.
it sits idly in the swamps of my mind.
i pretend that's just fine.
Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 3:23 AM UTC
my thoughts are blue.
my bruises are green.
all you do is
scream scream scream.
broken fingers.
misplaced trust.
my conscience is beginning to rust.
it sits idly in the swamps of my mind.
i pretend that's just fine.
