Dec 2020
tremors so troubling,
once more, and debilitating
with a promise that stays.
cold thoughts shadowing my day,
an obsession with such urgency
and a voice too tired to remain.
perhaps my dreams never came.
once more, and debilitating
with a promise that stays.
cold thoughts shadowing my day,
an obsession with such urgency
and a voice too tired to remain.
perhaps my dreams never came.
I haven't washed in two months(?). Pitiful, isn't it? Anyway, I hope this is sufficient.
