sun chokes on
toxic air as it
battles to lick
my face desperately
trying to pierce
inside to once again
bring warmth to
a place possessed
eternal cold calls home
day 179 . toxic
Published by madmagpie
Stream of happymess
To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame. Espresso. Writing. Photography. Rambling. Mostly fiction peppered with occasional bits of reality.
Stream of happymess 