I walk around with a hole in my heart I walk around with a weight on my soul I walk around with a heart all black I struggle to take every breath The hole that I cannot mend, I try... Continue Reading →
No one promised that it won't get foggy, When you are already in the woods.
He longs for a day, Just a day when she is his. He longs for a day, When she gives him herself and not the scraps. And till such day, He watches from a distance, And lives on the scraps.