It seems rather strange,
how my life has become so mundane,
how even the rays of sun seem to feel cold,
how it feels to have my body grow old.
The pressure of gravity weighing in its awful opinion,
my body at its mercy,
it cripples under the weight.
-k.p. 5.31.15-
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC
It seems rather strange,
how my life has become so mundane,
how even the rays of sun seem to feel cold,
how it feels to have my body grow old.
The pressure of gravity weighing in its awful opinion,
my body at its mercy,
it cripples under the weight.
-k.p. 5.31.15-
