gasps
Nov 3 · 1 min read
actually, i am not a full person:
i am a whole-wannabe
inside of a big hole freaking me out.
i try to get fulfilled by
breathing
in
and breathing
out
but i do
wonder if
the air
which barely exists
which i hardly think of
most times i’m suffering
can fill my empty-kind-of-useless body.
is air enough
to keep me apart of the painfull desire
of always looking for
missing pieces
and never looking
forward?
gasps.
