7:21 pm
there is the light in this world, that is
beautiful,
safe,
and the most relaxing thing.
then, there is the darkness of this world,
it's scary,
horrid,
with so much stress and hate.
why, why?
did i have to be in the darkness?
sad part is, there is no way out.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
