The pain inside.
It's been trying to pry me open, turn me inside out and swallow me whole lately...
It's too
Much.
YOU ARE READING
In Touch With Humanity
Poetry"it fell away from me when I needed it the most" I fell off my rocker and over the edge... And no one accompanied me there, into that hell My mind is that hell.
Too Much
The pain inside.
It's been trying to pry me open, turn me inside out and swallow me whole lately...
It's too
Much.
