Netashi

Spilled Guts

    

       The chronicles of a snow angel  

         (Obviously from minnesota)

 

Onions have layers

 

Left or right i don’t know 

A myriad of thoughts all intertwined connected by you

Whenever you speak its music to my ears 

I tug at these strings, are they connected to your heart?

My soul, my heart take whatever you need 



Stay golden Ponyboy

 

The hours tick and my skin dies 

I watch clouds float by and i watch the sun rise and sleep 

I’ve felt the death of winter and the birth of summer 

I haven’t been on this earth long it’s true 






They may take our lives…………

 

Regrets I have some who doesn’t I some in my closet

The insecurities are long like unnecessary grocery list 

Struggle is part of life but i just want sleep 

Your thoughts your voice your pain

No matter what happens I won’t hate you that would be rude