I wish I could throw up my heart right now,
To relieve my mind of its sickness-
to wake up in the mornings
and feel the sun and not speculate on how it feels
colder and colder each day.
And at night I could fall into an automatic sleep,
Instead of writing out all these ******
stories.
Jul 26, 2012
Jul 26, 2012 at 11:57 PM UTC
I wish I could throw up my heart right now,
To relieve my mind of its sickness-
to wake up in the mornings
and feel the sun and not speculate on how it feels
colder and colder each day.
And at night I could fall into an automatic sleep,
Instead of writing out all these ******
stories.
