I’m pushed to my limits I can’t believe you would do this Where has your sanity gone? Set up simply to fall Were there any roots from the beginning?…
Become A Full-Time Writer
I’m pushed to my limits I can’t believe you would do this Where has your sanity gone? Set up simply to fall Were there any roots from the beginning?…
Am I bearing this burden for you? Or a fictitious version of myself It pains me that I must deny this pleasure In favor of catalyzing growth The apple…
Oh God, I lie here in desperation Prostrate before your throne I am shackled to the worst of myself I am the unholy one Misery cloaks its cold fingers…