Another day of broken words
Another way to somehow herd
Feelings trapped deep inside
I guess I'm just along for the ride
I write I say I think I do
But all I think about is you
The questions once conceived
The answers not received
Maybe dead but not alive
For you have killed my life inside
Little rips and tears will fix
But how in the world do I fix this
YOU ARE READING
Soft Sounds // Bruce Banner
FanfictionA woman with PTSD and anxiety. A man with anger management. Yet it is not a recipe for disaster. (First Book In The Phonebook Series)
