Jan 2018
I have a hole
Inside my chest
I try to fill it up.
With voice
With words
With love
With dodie tickets.
Nothing sticks.
Like glitter in the wound,
I bleed out.
Inside my chest
I try to fill it up.
With voice
With words
With love
With dodie tickets.
Nothing sticks.
Like glitter in the wound,
I bleed out.
So I woke up last Saturday just feeling...really nothingy. Like there was this cavity in the upper half of my rib cage, aching with absence. This was the day the wifi went down so I almost anticipated how ****** i was gonna feel by feeling ******. Thank god it's passed but this is just something small I wrote. Part two out tomorrow!!
