I have a problem, and it's that I cannot sleep.
Late nights crying.
Crying that I am alone and feel as such
Late night's I'm dying.
Dying as the life drains from my body and staining the thin fabric of my sheets.
too late
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...
