I'm hoping one day I'll find you, maybe you will be lying in the torn and stained sheets of another, begging to just sit in my clean cotton sheets for a moment.
But, I would rather keep you from coming back and staining my cotton sheets.
-You knew when I left I would take my sheets with me.
YOU ARE READING
A Psychotic Tour Of My Madness.
PoesíaThis is a tour of my psyche, my failures, my loves and my soul. These are my uncensored poetic thoughts.