I’ve been marking my days
With my poems
Like scratching marks
Into the side of a prison cell
Of my own making
As I’m allowed to leave
Whenever I feel like it
But I never feel like it
So I watch the sun
Rise & fall
As days with no meaning go by
Distinguished only by these little blurbs
That serve as some proof
To someone who doesn’t exist yet
That at least some neurons were firing
While slipping through the crack
N’B’Twee’И
The Void & the Abyss
♡Sugar☆World☮ 