it feels as if
im breathing in the same
thick
black smoke
over and over again
it feels like
im suffocating in
my past
-dxnnxmxrl // some things will never be forgotten
YOU ARE READING
red ink
Poésiethis is a passage to my thoughts and my heart that's painted with pain and misery -dxnnxmxrl
endless misery
it feels as if
im breathing in the same
thick
black smoke
over and over again
it feels like
im suffocating in
my past
-dxnnxmxrl // some things will never be forgotten
