I’ve gotten used to waking up in the morning just to deal with the pain of trying to accept this wretched reality At first it’s just my body feeling it, it knows, without my consciousness informing it Then it seeps in like a tank of reservoir, which at long last finds a hole to […]
Category: prose
I will never be
And I will never be I will never be myself I will never be I will never be too well – Billie Marten And I will never be myself cause I ended when you left – Tsuki
Monday Blues
I miss you. No whys or hows. I just do. No surprises, no messages from you, just me and monday blues.
Untalented
I’m not the most talented guy around. Especially when it comes to giving up on you.
