i can't write anything anymore.
this is ridiculous -
i cant even open my mouth for pretty words to fall out. All i have are unsteady coos
and yawns and wishes that don't make sense.
I feel like folding myself into a white little box, turning up the corners and staying put for a while. I need a slow breaking wave, white foam just kissing my shins, a song with a resting heartbeat tempo.
there are too many "why?"'s and not enough reasons.
i'm too wild for the world im trying to live in.
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