Panic
bad day 106 out of the 200 since january 1st. i know because like an idiot, i track it. three short breaths and i cannot catch any air. am i even…
Anthem
He’s drinking my life away again, cussing in his battered seat. Forsaken in his self-indulgence, he scratches the label off the bottle; the last drip…
.Against the Wall
.letters to death .death, you have come to walk behind me .as you trot to my regard .i feel your presence .a bit taunting but might as well .you are…
