Apr 2017
I throw my fist to the sky
Air gripped between my fingers with pride
And then I see them,
The rivulets of soap coursing down my wrist
The milky white tears tracing over my veins
Was I ever even here to begin with?
It only takes moments for the water to wash me all away
Air gripped between my fingers with pride
And then I see them,
The rivulets of soap coursing down my wrist
The milky white tears tracing over my veins
Was I ever even here to begin with?
It only takes moments for the water to wash me all away
I'm not really sure what this one means, but I kind of like it. Hope everyone's doing okay.
