#introvery
In the solace of his pillow,
In the darkness of the pillows case,
Seeps the dew of all -- and everything --
He'd sooner left unsaid.
He lays the damp side on it's back --
Baptised, and cleansed in stormy tears;
He finds the strength to raise his head,
And pretend theirs nothing else to fear.
But a storm is brewing up ahead...
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
I'm a closet extrovert, the room, I show the most
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 1:36 PM UTC