if anyone asks, i'm not dead.
i'm just not okay.
YOU ARE READING
butterfly kisses and sorrow misses
Poetryi don't know yet i just need to put these things that are in my head onto paper or i might lose my mind have i already lost it? poems I wrote as the clouds were brewing.
hello from my non-existent grave
if anyone asks, i'm not dead.
i'm just not okay.
