It comes and goes like migrating birds, sometimes here for several months other times gone in a couple, moving onto the next poor sucker. No matter how hard I beg, how loud I scream, it always returns back to the place where it all started. It leaves cold and darkness in its place. Maybe one day I can be set free and fly far, far away from all my scary nightmares like migrating birds.
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
It comes and goes like migrating birds, sometimes here for several months other times gone in a couple, moving onto the next poor sucker. No matter how hard I beg, how loud I scream, it always returns back to the place where it all started. It leaves cold and darkness in its place. Maybe one day I can be set free and fly far, far away from all my scary nightmares like migrating birds.