oneirataxia/poetry by k.h.

one forty three

i am a ghost.
a shell of skin and bone
animated by the will of others
i am trapped.
at the top of my head
everything firing in every direction.
a prisoner in my mind with a life sentence.

k.h.

a/n: hi guys, i'm back. struggling, but trying. thank you for the support while i was gone. i cannot thank you enough.