dear reader.

My world is angry && cold
Alone and left to sleep with misery
Bed bugs no longer enjoy the taste of my sheets
Without your sent my blankets are just
Blank memories
Id get up && go but
my shoes don’t like my socks
my heart and feet think alike
cripple && inconsistent
i just need a hug
hold me tightly
&& dont let go
until my pain falls into your pockets



-tay