Mar 2020
poetry comes easy
when i'm at my most queasy
when my heart is still trying to heal
emotions are not friends
they'll turn on you in the end
overwhelm you until you don't know what to feel
when i'm at my most queasy
when my heart is still trying to heal
emotions are not friends
they'll turn on you in the end
overwhelm you until you don't know what to feel
i don't know what to write. i don't know if i have anything to write.
