We are all so broken.
We are all crying and running from the warmth we provide eachother,
we try to run away,
we try to be alone,
they won't always find you,
they won't always freeze your words,
screaming:
You can't fix me, you can't even save yourself.
and you just keep drowning.
YOU ARE READING
Pause.
PoetryOn growing collection of my tea drinking moments when my mind is well 'a bit' more silent.
