My Poetry
dying to learn
the lost ones
the coughingand flem of lifethat’s building up in my soulmakes me sick right now
wet sounds
drip drip drip the ears listen the mind wanders but eventually returns to the dripping
the coughingand flem of lifethat’s building up in my soulmakes me sick right now
drip drip drip the ears listen the mind wanders but eventually returns to the dripping