U know what
Im always getting so cold when I cry
The feeling like my whole body is freezing and my stomach gets ripped out of my helpless body
My mental pain is going so fast through my whole body like a ink bottle spilled over a wet towel
Oh
I think I could need a blanket right now
YOU ARE READING
Wet Paper
PoetryWhen the pain is real the words come clear For Lara my inspiration , the absolut kindest my best friend and family . Ily .
