Whenever my reality gets blurred,
I look at you for some clarity.
YOU ARE READING
On The Inside
PoetryThere is a build up, a build up deep within you , of emotions, pain, weakness, love, hurt and anger, one of them or everything at once in all its glory. It hits you hard and slowly creeps out through cracks and gives you a glimpse of whats...
Clear
Whenever my reality gets blurred,
I look at you for some clarity.
