I’m fruit decaying on the ground…I’m a swallower of anger…I’m the tree that falls and makes no sound…
I hate those days that it feels like the air is suffocating me. I can’t get under the cloudy haze of poisonous air. Clawing at my skin, trying desperately to undo the days work. Today was so boring I almost fell asleep at my desk. I stared at a computer screen the entire day trying […]