12:26am, the 21st of June on a Sunday
// blister: i'll shut my door to exclude the noise that sneaks into the crevices of everyday existence. i'll cover it up with a band aid for it aforementioned me with too much friction, pain and caused me blisters. //
// never knew: I never knew there were people like you so much so that I thought I was alone in the world. I would cry myself to sleep and stay inside the whole week because I thought I was the only girl. //
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
