You’re my eyes when I can’t see;
the destructive life I tend to lead.
Drugs or drink.
Sex, love, or how I think. 17 more words
Tags » Poetry Monday
Happy Monday! Surprise! I’m still here, though I realise that I haven’t posted at all over the past few months. Here is a new poem that I wanted to share, and I’m hoping that I can return to posting once a week again (we’ll take it day by day right now). 274 more words