Oct 2016
I distract,
I move,
I find,
I come back.
I get pulled,
I get drawn.
Why?
Why can't I just stop?
I can't.
I'm afraid to...
I move,
I find,
I come back.
I get pulled,
I get drawn.
Why?
Why can't I just stop?
I can't.
I'm afraid to...
I cringe at my own poems
