I spend every day and every night
swimming through my sorrow,
stuck on a brittle boat
with my absent shadow;
and after all these months,
forgetting habitats,
destroying every pattern,
it has to be said:
I hate myself
and you should hate me too.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 2:59 PM UTC
I spend every day and every night
swimming through my sorrow,
stuck on a brittle boat
with my absent shadow;
and after all these months,
forgetting habitats,
destroying every pattern,
it has to be said:
I hate myself
and you should hate me too.