I'm here.
I'm breathing.
I exist.
I suppose that's all that matters.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
Indifferent
I'm here.
I'm breathing.
I exist.
I suppose that's all that matters.
