It's been 8:41
For five days
I'd rather have no clock
Than one that doesn't work
It drives me- and everyone else-
Crazy.
Well... crazier.
It feels like so much time has passed
But also no time at all
We're stuck in the In Between
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
