Unknown

by Esao Andrews how many knives are on my back how many times have I fought back Am i lucky to be blessed with this weak heart Im feeling heavy with lies  and these voices wont stop coming around  Do i take the blade pressed against my wrist how long do i wait to be... Continue Reading →

Sometimes we feel

Resonate with my brain for a moment Hold its wrist for a second let it know its still here If I looked like you, would it make you more inclined  These days pass by with the wave of my hand It always seems like I'm the only one thats different Why do I apologize for... Continue Reading →

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