Oct 2014
Part of me
Wants to cut open
My chest
With a jackknife,
And tear whatever
Resides in those dark
Warm walls
Right out into the world
So it no longer has to
Breath my breathes
And swallow my words.
Wants to cut open
My chest
With a jackknife,
And tear whatever
Resides in those dark
Warm walls
Right out into the world
So it no longer has to
Breath my breathes
And swallow my words.
