shattered glass pieces
pressed into the heel.
pouring rain with a
deflated bikewheel.
how it feels to look in your eyes
watch your spark slowly die
how it feels to care
how it feels to watch your cries
shattered glass pieces
pressed into the heel.
how it feels to love you
how it feels to not heal
YOU ARE READING
So I write
ПоэзияWas a bit depresso in 2022-23,here is the aftermath:) TW: -mention of self harm -depression -mention of suicide
