Staring at the wall is an interesting past time
You can hear the world rushing through your ears
Particle by particle
You can feel every breath leave your lungs
You can feel every second scrape past your skin
Every second that passes is a second you lived
YOU ARE READING
Results of a Restless Mind
PoetryA book of poems created by a sleepless mind and an open heart "I'm sorry that my heartbeat is louder than my thoughts." Completed 11/8/20
