by breathwords | Sep 2, 2017 | Bittersweet Breaths, Drink In the Dark, Extended Exhalations
we waver between extremes, wielding words that cut deep, aimless angst and blinding hate, hysteria thrumming inside our veins (and we like to believe we can change, but underneath it’s all the same) and the pain runs thicker than blood, our minds deprived of...