The formation of my mind is
slowly being chloroformed
within a blanket of fumes
I struggle to expel my meanings
There slowly going numb
like a reflection diming.
I write a sentence in the sand
but its just gets washed away...
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
The formation of my mind is
slowly being chloroformed
within a blanket of fumes
I struggle to expel my meanings
There slowly going numb
like a reflection diming.
I write a sentence in the sand
but its just gets washed away...
