They say I have a melancholy cloud around me.
They say they see the teeth marks that it leaves, the blue marks around my neck, the black marks around my eyes.
But I don’t mind.
Wounds heal in good time, on the outside at least.
So I tuck my cloud in deeper so that they cannot see this darkness that is becoming me.
It's amazing the things we write about when we think no one is listening.
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
They say I have a melancholy cloud around me.
They say they see the teeth marks that it leaves, the blue marks around my neck, the black marks around my eyes.
But I don’t mind.
Wounds heal in good time, on the outside at least.
So I tuck my cloud in deeper so that they cannot see this darkness that is becoming me.
It's amazing the things we write about when we think no one is listening.
