Nerves,
An army;
I don't know what I'm expecting.
Should I be hopeful,
Should I be distraught?
Either way it's time to get myself together,
Even if I don't want to start.
16/9/17
YOU ARE READING
Escaping Sorrow
PoetryA project where I attempt to overcome the absence of an unknown man supposed to shape a father - whatever that is. Putting this out here is a massive step for me because up to a point of last year I hardly even allowed myself to write down the word...
