Mar 2019
sometimes,
I wonder if I am lugubrious.
I wonder if my own self-hatred
shows to the surface,
eating away at my flesh
and finding its home
it's weight,
pulling down my bones.
I wonder if I am lugubrious.
I wonder if my own self-hatred
shows to the surface,
eating away at my flesh
and finding its home
it's weight,
pulling down my bones.
I have a fascination for words found after hours of looking through the thesaurus.
