"You're not dying." My mother says.
"I know." I reply.
-But it feels like something inside me has.
YOU ARE READING
A Psychotic Tour Of My Madness.
PoetryThis is a tour of my psyche, my failures, my loves and my soul. These are my uncensored poetic thoughts.
Sick.
"You're not dying." My mother says.
"I know." I reply.
-But it feels like something inside me has.
