The sun may shine its warmth,
but today I cannot feel it.
A fog has settled over me,
these cold bones rigid
under the unrelenting wright
of despair and hopelessness.
–November 23, 2016
The sun may shine its warmth,
but today I cannot feel it.
A fog has settled over me,
these cold bones rigid
under the unrelenting wright
of despair and hopelessness.
–November 23, 2016