my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars.
( 1 year of poetry )
my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars.
( 1 year of poetry )
poems for you. poems for the ex best friends and the lost 'forevers'. poems for the memories that burn and fade before burning again. poems for the emptiness that is heavy and hollow in hearts. poems...