Mar 2018
My Mind, flipping and turning left and right, as if my days are restless nights...
My Soul, a tight rope built into my gut, that is being walked on far too much, and now its due to snap...
My Soul, a tight rope built into my gut, that is being walked on far too much, and now its due to snap...
To realize who is walking on that tight rope? Is it you? Are you the burden weighing it down?
