many issues have resolved
themselves on their own,
yet others i’ve thrown
across the walls of my dead skull,
to kill them off, yet like a bull
they came running back at me.
i guess i’m still red like the sea.
Luka.
red like the sea
many issues have resolved
themselves on their own,
yet others i’ve thrown
across the walls of my dead skull,
to kill them off, yet like a bull
they came running back at me.
i guess i’m still red like the sea.
Luka.
nice poem. i think i have lived this one a few times. ha! i hope you are feeling the great satisfaction of life at this moment Luka!
woww cool