Time is suck
Going further without giving any single shit
Your madness, grief, happiness, love, hope
It doesn't matter anymore
They don't care whats going on
All they care is just to push you on and on
Brutally letting the needle to turning right
Keep hoping until you see the light
Then apparently you healed somehow
But the bruise not lied
—H
YOU ARE READING
A letter from her
Поэзияjust a some of my random thoughts that i put through words. [DISCLAIMER] Pardon my english. I'm still learning
