Nov 2020
You okay?
Profusely I bleed, my time of need.
Words become stuck, tears unhooked.
Turning astray.
Yeah... I'm okay.
Profusely I bleed, my time of need.
Words become stuck, tears unhooked.
Turning astray.
Yeah... I'm okay.
The dreaded question to when they ask if you're okay...its easier saying yes than breaking down.
