It's dark here, your asking if I'm here,
But it's nothing, just toxic plant waste,
Failing with an the utter bronchitis,
That fogs up my existence and won't let me go,
Walking up the road, I'm dead inside from hacking up the lungs, your lending out for dog food.
Beating a dead body into bout after bout,
And i, another cast away, coughing with every repulse of recreated life,
My eyes softly so foggy,
Waking up on this roadside,
Far too long it's it's been dead,
But at least the dogs got fed.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
When Sanity is Lost
PuisiAnd I just couldn't stop, before I knew it I was picking the pen up again. My second book in process this is soon to begin editing once my last one is done. As always hope you enjoy and find my insta @these.are.true.feelings
