Pull me thin, like twine unravelling slowly, a little more each hour, till I am as thin as one thread of a spiders web; the weight of it tugging me downward, spiralling, inches from the hard ground…
Source: Rough Days
Pull me thin, like twine unravelling slowly, a little more each hour, till I am as thin as one thread of a spiders web; the weight of it tugging me downward, spiralling, inches from the hard ground…
Source: Rough Days