Your voice keeps calling out to me
but I'm tired of tainting your sheets
with reflections of desperation.
I still don't know how to squeeze out
the shadows of this melancholy
from the thorny texture of my nights.
ČTEŠ
Anxiety and Things that Shatter
Poezie"Anxiety, you are lightening and a thunder only I can hear. In my despair, you wear an intimidating smile like a glittering stretch mark on the skin of the horizon." Cover by @DeathsDarkSoul
