Spring Rain

I watch the rain hit my window A late Domingo My thoughts flow, I feel like such a weirdo Stuck in limbo Some of my skin shows I smell the rain; it helps me erase the pain The pain once engraved in my brain The pain that after years remained I have so much to…

Escape

There’s no way to escape my mind.I’ve tried being cruel and being one of a kind. It’s a tragedy.I desperately need to separate myself from this mentality. I’m trapped.The best part of me is under attack. I have to break free.The only person that can make that happen is me. Conserving my sanity is the…