depression
it feels like icy
hands
pulling you down
under
like you're drowning
but
you can see
everyone around you
breathing
YOU ARE READING
deadroses || poetry
שירים"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
jkg
depression
it feels like icy
hands
pulling you down
under
like you're drowning
but
you can see
everyone around you
breathing
