sexta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2023

moody

I call him but he is so busy leaking through my fingers so suddenly blue his laughter still echoing my heart but now and again my voice rebounds empty rooms and dissolves in the dark as nothing has been said Im alone again I say to myself I cry to no one no one will ever know how much Ive cried how many fire balls danced within my chest Ive singing myself lullabies he is so moody so suddenly isolating himself from me in silence I feel like an abandoned dog but I do not scratch his door I do not call him again again I just feel

pain

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