Uncovered eyes
My mind is exhausted….it’s constantly running..
Headaches fueling my caution telling me to take precautions…
But I don’t listen begging for my brain to rethink its decision…
How can I cut the string which connects you and I?
With the knife you put in my back when you said goodbye…
Having feelings…I’m unaccustomed…
But night turns to day as m...
Friday 2nd September 2022 2:37 pm
Happy never meant happiness
My mind is exhausted….it’s constantly running..
Headaches fueling my caution telling me to take precautions…
But I don’t listen begging for my brain to rethink its decision…
How can I cut the string which connects you and I?
With the knife you put in my back when you said goodbye…
Having feelings…I’m unaccustomed…
But night turns to day as my han...
Thursday 1st September 2022 4:23 am
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