there still are things
I am grateful for
But I cannot find the words
Because when you're drowning
There's only water
And the absence of air
And nothing else
YOU ARE READING
you could call it poetry
Poetrypoetry I. just a small collection of poetry, thoughts, excerpts and playlists... they get better after a while ☆ please do not forget to vote if you like it ☆ please do not steal
