Cut off my wings,
And hold me down.
Take my soul and lock it up,
It's too unstable to be in my body.
I have no self control,
When it comes to giving my all to someone.
Even when they turn a blind eye.
I'm hopeless,
And God knows when I can finally be free.
Free of toxic people and this toxic world.
And I sure hope, it's sooner than later.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Epigrams
PoesiaIt appears you've found my book and before you decide to read it's contents, know that... These poems are everything that is me. (Also the cover was made by my buddy FierroThorne!)
