Just Another Poem Book ☾❥☽

Ch. 4

'I lay on the floor crying again... shaking. Searching for my inner strength and coming up empty.
My eyes burn and my mouth was dry as I sucked on air that seemed to keep getting thicker and harder to breath. I tried to leave again, but ended up leaning my forehead against the door, feeling defeated and wishing the Grim Reaper would come for me in all his silky, black glory."
- Nathan Daniels