Oct 2020
When disarmed in the fall,
the winter ground
Hits harder than all.
No way to brace
For the mind’s justice,
So I lay, cold and tired.
the winter ground
Hits harder than all.
No way to brace
For the mind’s justice,
So I lay, cold and tired.
I’m just a *bit* burnt out.
This has a bit to it.
It’s about being burnt out.
I disarmed myself during the cool season, where i had suspicions that i would burn out, but i denied them. Then I hit hard in the rough cold season, without any warning, or way to brace myself.
The justice was that I was right. I got burnt out, badly. I need a nap ****.
This has a bit to it.
It’s about being burnt out.
I disarmed myself during the cool season, where i had suspicions that i would burn out, but i denied them. Then I hit hard in the rough cold season, without any warning, or way to brace myself.
The justice was that I was right. I got burnt out, badly. I need a nap ****.
