Aug 12
I’m scared of days
getting shorter.
I’m scared of poison
seeping through
my brick and mortar.
The more I sit with it,
the more it tells.
The more my head fogs
and the loathing burns.
getting shorter.
I’m scared of poison
seeping through
my brick and mortar.
The more I sit with it,
the more it tells.
The more my head fogs
and the loathing burns.
