My sadness has become and addiction
When I'm not sad , I feel lost . I start to panic
Trying to find my way back
Which leads me back to my original state:
Sadness
ESTÀS LLEGINT
the suicide mind
Poesia"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
