I'm not alright
But I'm quite close
I'm not far away
Just getting closer
day by day
baby step after baby step
because that's what self love is
little decisions that add up to big ones
YOU ARE READING
Whispers of the Wounded
Poetry//Poetry written by the pained// I keep thinking That if I keep whispering These terrible thoughts to this wind Maybe I'd see the meaning in something again //Cover by the amazing @anixkuh//
