The Lights Are Off In My Head
I’m writing this from somewhere low, where basic thoughts don’t land, where tomorrow feels too far away, and today won’t leave my hands. My head feels like a cave inside, cold walls…
Poetry Category: Burnout
I’m writing this from somewhere low, where basic thoughts don’t land, where tomorrow feels too far away, and today won’t leave my hands. My head feels like a cave inside, cold walls…