And so I name each little crack in my soul after those who left
And so the names cover each and every little crack
Until they all blur into one and I finally feel whole again
YOU ARE READING
Sad souls
PoésieIn this inconsistent world, the only thing keeping me sane are these words I pen on paper •---•---•---•---•---• Poem and prose
Cracks
And so I name each little crack in my soul after those who left
And so the names cover each and every little crack
Until they all blur into one and I finally feel whole again
