10:30 pm
it's as deep as the ocean
and pouring like a waterfall.
it's tinted water.
not blue, not green or yellow.
red - it's tinted dark red.
and it pours thick, thicker
than the air that
i can barley breathe.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
