-s’s.
Oct 2023
-s's.
ghost of mist and pieces and trees
falling delightfully like fading spring
ghost of loss, of thought, of everything
-s’s.
-s's.
everything I've done keeps me up at night, walking through the gallery hallways of my mind
-s's.
heaven’s deserted. Hell is at its peak, now I wish it wasn’t Wish that I could sneak out
-s’s.
watching you on, but from afar
I wouldn't have known, If I should choose to go
Someone make my mind up for me,
Somehow.
-s's.
We read through the night
And write before the light
But when you catch my eye
I’ll like as much as I like
anything to be as effervescent as this light
Now, screaming at the black walls
This is all I want and all I was taught
Wonderful things bursting at the seams
I wonder if anyone actually watches me