Jan 2019
My feelings leak
Through this hand, through this pen
My feelings crave
For reprieve, for an end
To echoed voices
And venomous critics
But maybe
Not
Today
Through this hand, through this pen
My feelings crave
For reprieve, for an end
To echoed voices
And venomous critics
But maybe
Not
Today
This is all I've got for today. And I've been trying to twist this one around for a while now.
