#bittered
swallowing the meaningless to feed the inner-
not expecting to find our courage has withered?
(can you look at your soul, see how it's bittered
and say: come let us eat something good, indeed)
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 4:35 PM UTC
Along with your lingering smell,
the warmth in my heart has left me.
Long nights, wet ears and loud music,
fighting to forget the burning house.
Trying to get back on my feet,
using my elbows and knees.
But I can't be moved,
I'm a brokenhearted man..
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC