I Know Something About Pain A crack of light through the blinds Is it night or day? My fingertips run down my warm face. Yes, you’re still here with me. I can feel you down my neck, arms, back. Lately, you never leave me. The constant reminder that I still feel. My sanity c...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
