He asked me if I wrote much anymore
I couldn’t comprehend enough
to plaster any words onto a page.
Everything that comes out seems
laced in sadness
And he mentioned the darkness
of his current project.
Sometimes we need to spill out
in words or songs
and it doesn’t always
look how we are told it should.
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 1:12 AM UTC
He asked me if I wrote much anymore
I couldn’t comprehend enough
to plaster any words onto a page.
Everything that comes out seems
laced in sadness
And he mentioned the darkness
of his current project.
Sometimes we need to spill out
in words or songs
and it doesn’t always
look how we are told it should.
