Jul 2021
My fingers hover around the letters,
Like a longing of love.
My mind static with less emotion,
Grounded every time.
I can't.
It won't
work.
My mind is-
An empty hoard.
Like a longing of love.
My mind static with less emotion,
Grounded every time.
I can't.
It won't
work.
My mind is-
An empty hoard.
