«Deep Pressure» by Karlyn Miraflor I lay awake spiraling in regretDecisions I struggle to forgetClocks ticking; each second represents my worth while counting minutes to regress.Treading paths with demons forcing declaration of instant broken progress. Conversations of the same purple rhymesI try to find yellow in senseless criesLeft lifeless withdrawn with breaths passing byInflamed, infected,... Leer más →
