and for the first time, this stillness of night feels heavy on my heart. tonight, it seems as if the blackness itself is showcasing me of my misery in my life. -SHREYA
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
and for the first time, this stillness of night feels heavy on my heart. tonight, it seems as if the blackness itself is showcasing me of my misery in my life. -SHREYA