5:31 am
The sun is up
But we are the only ones awake.
In your living room
I dance wildly
While you smile and watch a show.
We've been up all night
Telling stories and watching movies.
All we're running on now
Is green tea and watermelons.
The world is sleeping
But we are wide awake.
YOU ARE READING
Art Will Survive, Artists Won't
PoetryThis book is a compilation of free-form poetry that I've written. Most of it is pretty personal, but I hope you'll like it regardless. POSSIBLE TRIGGERS: depression, self-harm, lgbtq+, suicidal thoughts
