i'm laying in the dark
with nothing but my thoughts
to entertain me.
YOU ARE READING
penny for your thoughts
Poetryit's hard to explain the incomprehensible and overwhelming emotion, and lack of emotion, that I've been bearing for so long on my own. you can't fathom the inability to move, speak, eat, think, or even see clearly in this time of irregularity. all I...
~ insomnia ~
i'm laying in the dark
with nothing but my thoughts
to entertain me.
