These aren’t the rocks I landed on but they look the same. I come to you in pain. Pain when I breathe, walk, talk, eat, sleep and even when I contemplate being in pain. And, it’s entirely my fault. I …
These aren’t the rocks I landed on but they look the same. I come to you in pain. Pain when I breathe, walk, talk, eat, sleep and even when I contemplate being in pain. And, it’s entirely my fault. I …