Stuck in this hole in the Earth
No where to go
No one to hold
I'm all alone
Fuck you
It's over
It's done
And so am I
I'm flightless
I'm still not freed
I'm bound by my mind
YOU ARE READING
Believe
PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
