I am what’s wrong with me..
I am what’s wrong with me..
Not the people around me.
Not my love life.
Not what I have or don’t have.
It’s solely me.
I feel empty, like a dry river screaming and crying for some rain..
Only thing is at least the River knows what it is that it wants or need so bad.
At least the River has a reason to shout.
Whats my reason ?
I feel like screaming.
I feel like...
Wednesday 7th September 2022 9:21 pm
Hello again Mr. Ink
Hello again Mr. Ink,
It's been a long time and I'm kinda glad.
Everytime you come around is because things are bad.
I havn't felt the need to have you in my life.
But lately...
That desire has been back.
The need to write my feelings down.
The need to cry as I type..
Funny how back then I worte with pen and paper with my tears runing down.
Look at me now..
All grown...
Thursday 30th June 2022 2:11 am
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