It’s worse than dying
10 октября 2023 г., 05:40
This is a fucking hell
I’m locked inside my flared up brain
Don’t know what month it is or day
I’ve been the same
They ask me how I am
And all I say
It’s worse than dying
The tiredness of crying
And wolves nonstop with howling
I need to put the moon in place
And keep the stars in check
But all I chase
Are my black tears
That running down your back
