This mess is mine. I created this mess- this gigantic, deplorable predicament is all due to my own foolishness. I was scared of the dark, so I turned on any light I could and when I felt it wasn't enough, I lit a match and set fire to everything. I got rid of the darkness, but it took everything with it.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.