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...