In the moonlight,
I place my face on the cool hard wood floor,
in a futile attempt to feel grounded.
But my roots do not take easily
and I continue to wither,
awake on my bedroom floor.
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
In the moonlight,
I place my face on the cool hard wood floor,
in a futile attempt to feel grounded.
But my roots do not take easily
and I continue to wither,
awake on my bedroom floor.