its all because
i write
and heal myself
with the words you have
given me as
a thorn stuck in my chest
bleeding unceasingly
staining my life
with the thoughts of you in me
and my pages
with feelings living
as if they never really died…
its all because
i write
and heal myself
with the words you have
given me as
a thorn stuck in my chest
bleeding unceasingly
staining my life
with the thoughts of you in me
and my pages
with feelings living
as if they never really died…
