and to act like you don't love when there is a lump in your throat growing and aching,
longing for,
craving for,
them, — their soul — [to intertwine with yours]
is to act sane.
nevermore than just an act.
YOU ARE READING
existence within earth
PoetryPoetry in words of a mess, written throughout years of my teenage angst that continues. "Shall wisdom and hell be spoken when my ink turns into blood"
