to stare at these four walls
and ceiling the whole day
laying on the bed, whatever
mantra, come what mayi still try to
think what it's like
to go away
and keep these rushing sounds
of waves
in the cave of my head
at baybut i myself know
i couldn't afford such luxury
but to stay
YOU ARE READING
intricate skies
Şiirsaltwater splattered on these blank pages while she still bleeds.