You can stop trying to love me you are free from my claustrophobic confines I’ve unchained you from myself brushed off my fingerprints from your crevasses and I’ve handed your soul back to you no more holding my sorrows for me no more kissing my forehead no more holding me
January 23, 2019
was the only one that knew
how hard it is to live with a future so bleak.
January 13, 2019