v. TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.
i am trying to be happy in a world that holds nothing less than chaos and all that is wrong. i am trying to build others up into marble statues while there is nothing left over for my own two hands. i want to be the blood that runs through the rivers under your skin for mine has turned toxic on me. i'm bellowing for someone to save me with peers that have their ears sewn shut. i have grown to be okay that i am the beauty in everything that has gone wrong, the lost and never the found.
YOU ARE READING
what tomorrow brings.
Poetryxvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
