There was a time when I wasn't the way I am. I was ignorant and blissful. Things have changed. Every day I wander through the depths of my mind in agony as I wither away, fearful of the night which is inevitable. I cascade through the depths, with but an ounce of hope and a throat glued shut. They can't hear me fall. No one can.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
In My Head
PoesíaThis is a collection of various poems that I've written over the past year and is my first official poetry book. Some of the poems are a bit cringy, but I intend to include all of them from the physical notebook that I have. I hope you, the reader...
