overthinking this section and that’s partly why I’m here - purging my thoughts one post at a time
passing remarks for lasting impressions
we were made to believe
if the days were longer
i would hold onto the guilt
of things unsaid and quarrels built
I thought of things to do and places to be
A mistake perhaps
To have tried to visualise the unseen
For hope is amusing
It plays you
empty minds to fill
burning desire amidst smoke and fire
caught in a cycle