Free

I feel like am plain in and out.
As the wind blows through the void and reaches the other end of my head.
I feel null.
Am stuck in my cot ,staring at the corner with my pen halfway down my throat.
I feel rotten.
I am done with the insects around me and there fcuking morals.
And now am nude and for love, like a beast.
I feel free.


theboytheory

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