Sep 2016
I'm not lazy, I'm depressed.
My hands are swollen,
my mouth is empty,
I am a void with shredded skin.
Don't tell me to pray,
I'm drowning, I need air, not words.
Not these words.
My hands are swollen,
my mouth is empty,
I am a void with shredded skin.
Don't tell me to pray,
I'm drowning, I need air, not words.
Not these words.
