Beneath this facadeis a river of tearspooled togetherfor warmthand looking fora ray of sunlightto help…
The cracks inside me are so largethat light shines through themwhen the sunlight hits meat the right angle
For all the time spent worrying,we could have been livingand not continually regressinginto a…
Some days, I like to take my feelingsand hide them in small boxesI like to put bows on the boxesso…
Some mornings I wake uplike a ramshackle houseon a deserted piece of landin the middle of nowhere
Look at everyone out therewith all of the abject pufferysurrounding their carefullycurated online…
I’m dumbstruck at the status of the worldinside of a technological kaleidoscopeof morning rituals…
The longer you stareinto the distance
The end of yearis a rebirthof the soul
