It falls out of my mouth like sticks and stones I wonder what it's like to be alone,
There you go making me want your company again,
It's all up in my head, My heart beat that's wishing to be loved again.
It gets caught in my throat like concrete and mud I wonder what it's like to feel like that.
Can't I, Can I, really trust myself to fall again,
Looking down I think I already am once again.
For some reason,
I can not will myself to catch myself again.
-Joshua Banks
JJAJ
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When Sanity is Lost
PoetryAnd 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
