Jan 2014
Sometimes
my pain is a fire
that burns me, a beast
that rends me, a battle
to be fought and lost.
And sometimes
I just need to
sit here and stare at
the walls while I watch
the tide come in.
my pain is a fire
that burns me, a beast
that rends me, a battle
to be fought and lost.
And sometimes
I just need to
sit here and stare at
the walls while I watch
the tide come in.
This is how
I know it will never
leave, but rather linger
under my nails and
at the back of my head.
I know it will never
leave, but rather linger
under my nails and
at the back of my head.
