Poems from natmosfear
One step, one breath in. Two step, two breath in. Three step, three breath in. Four step, four breath in. Repeat. The constant flow of foot...
As the paint-soaked brush lightly glossed the enamel of my nails, I felt the cool purple color brighten up my mood. Until, my mother said...
I’m sitting here
In a fairly comfortable leather-coated office chair
Surrounded by grey walls
Grey walls that neither excite nor inspire...