"sadness"
i'm painting poetry
out of the colors from my darkness,
with the touch of my numbness
and i draw as i fall in my own lonely void
YOU ARE READING
spill me
Poetry"spill me," my thoughts said. "it's too crowded in here." 》poems, prose《 © winged- | 2016
sadness
"sadness"
i'm painting poetry
out of the colors from my darkness,
with the touch of my numbness
and i draw as i fall in my own lonely void
