keep writing
you gave up everything
to have this life
so even when
ten of your fingers
refused to move
and your brain
couldn’t stop you from crying
keep writing
keep writing.
t.l.
because when you stop, what’s left of you?
keep writing
you gave up everything
to have this life
so even when
ten of your fingers
refused to move
and your brain
couldn’t stop you from crying
keep writing
keep writing.
t.l.
because when you stop, what’s left of you?