It took time
For me--
As I ate glass,
In pitch black
'Breathing'
I fear for the colour yellow.
And the time it took
To spit out the
Pain; bleeding
Wrinkles.
Expect nails so
Long you'd know me.
I speak in whispers
Singing homeless cords.
I only wish I was awake this time
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 4:27 AM UTC
