[x]A day under the blankets (in a bad way).

I love the warm air
and the green in the trees
I can breathe in spring
because the world is so beautiful
everything is full of life
Yet the sun is out
and even though i can feel the warmth on my face
I look down at my shadow
and realize I may never escape.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous6:53 PM

    I am glad that we shared time. And I am so sad that I make your hurt. This sounds cheezy but I dont care Lemmy