Wait and wait and waiting until it drives you insane because you didn't know you'd miss it by just a second, a tiny splinter of time and now you sit here and ask what you did wrong and how it had come to this and why oh why your life seems to hate you so much. So much it hurts without an explanation, without a reason, why oh why can a second hurt so much more than a fall.
YOU ARE READING
Snippets of a mind
PoetryA glimpse into my mind. A dump for my writers block. A safe space for my creativity. A little challenge for each day, A step closer to having a routine.
