Things which keep me awake;
The inevitability of death,
The possibilities of life.
That society has me pinned by a metaphorical knife.
My future,
My past.
That nothing ever lasts.
The list of things I have to do,
The list of things I want to do.
And all the things in between that can't condense into a few hours but seem to anyway.
18.05.15
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Paintbox
PoetryPoems from the inner corners of my brain, under my nails and the end of my paintbrush.
