I let me slip
And now they tread
So light and far away
So scared I’ll trip
And lose my head
No trust that I am sane
I didn’t flip
My mind’s not dead
Please give me trust again
Author to my first novel, Bound. My inspiration comes from many different avenues as I try to put words to people's feelings
My chin presses wearily into my chest, The weight of my head to heavy to hold. The sword in my hand slides slowly to rest, Against my limp ...
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