Scratching away at this skin.
I might smile, but that only lengthens the tear's journey. I'm so unhappy.
The heater whispers just down the hall. Yet, I only notice that it's on when it reaches apt temperature and shuts off momentarily. This will become the metaphor for all things I've ever cared about.
None of you will survive this.
Cheer me up. Capture the sun.
The heater whispers just down the hall. Yet, I only notice that it's on when it reaches apt temperature and shuts off momentarily. This will become the metaphor for all things I've ever cared about.
None of you will survive this.
Cheer me up. Capture the sun.