Analysing,
Over analysing ...
Counting steps
Counting breaths
Words and letters
Sounds and pauses
I count tiles as I walk and jump over the joints and groves of the ground and am not a kid!
It's just my mind ...
YOU ARE READING
Your Words and Fallen Stars
PoesíaThe story of how you found me. Sweeped me away. Opened the doors to my demons saying you'd fight them with me but left me to fight them alone. In an attempt to make me lose myself you made me find it and what hurts is that I always feared it.
