Pain:
A long forgotten memory.
A distant cry.
A question.
Why.
A deep hollow laughter.
A snap in the brain.
Warm and heavy breathing.
I was always insane.
A slith in your wrist.
A very dark day.
It's stands in the garden,
and shall never decay.
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 2:09 PM UTC
Pain:
A long forgotten memory.
A distant cry.
A question.
Why.
A deep hollow laughter.
A snap in the brain.
Warm and heavy breathing.
I was always insane.
A slith in your wrist.
A very dark day.
It's stands in the garden,
and shall never decay.
Will my depression always be in control?
