bmgwandersinwonder

[bmgwandersinwonder]

i have chosen a career path at which i fair less than average. writer. writing. i seem to have memorised words and sounds now how do i make money

[bmgwandersinwonder]

a "poem" written when love was 28km away

a dying candle last gasp of air chest constricted lungs surrendered your name resounding in my head voice in a distance, no echo unfamiliar sound in a hollow who are you, no who am I. who am I the dying candle last of air muffled screams piercing nails drenched pillows need for help in vain search for you, despair will you save me please how could you when you don't know me yet who are you, no-- who am i the dead candle dead with no air