I would sit in my own state of nothing with the cold, unforgiving steel painting the most disgusting of art. The skin defaced, marks that can't be erased. When will I learn my actions hurt more than just myself?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
In My Head
PoésieThis 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...
