leaving myself
leaving myself nothing ahead carried much promise behind was a scorched wound of despair i was alone again older less hopeful than i was a year ago even a week…
leaving myself nothing ahead carried much promise behind was a scorched wound of despair i was alone again older less hopeful than i was a year ago even a week…
nadir i am gonna fall and fuck up again applying the breaks turning into the slide testing escape words poems songs learning new limits and leaning into what's love…
adrift she told me exactly what she wanted at least that is what she said i could tell underneath her words there was a conflict perhaps not in the…