dragging feet to the bathroom to brush my teeth with warm water
my dad would call it the adversary
but i’m quite certain this one’s on me
late, bittersweet like day old oranges
but i
i am alive
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
dragging feet to the bathroom to brush my teeth with warm water
my dad would call it the adversary
but i’m quite certain this one’s on me
late, bittersweet like day old oranges
but i
i am alive