• benie_ 5w

    Mess

    I've been trying to put my heart on paper
    Perhaps I'd be able to read it better
    But of late, my hands have been a little stiff
    And my mind and I have had a little beef
    I'm not sure if we'll always have each other
    Already lost my soul, and it's too dark to find another
    Life gave me crayons to write my story
    My hurting fingers couldn't paint, but not to worry
    My feelings aren't perfect either
    So, make splashy messes together?
    Chaotic beauty they say
    That is my mind- night and day
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