ROOM WHERE THE LIGHTS DOESN’T REACH
darkened and conspicuous time gallops, fate suspicious here I am, relapsed in my solitude I detest multitude room where the light doesn’t reach that’s where my solace preach let me rest, let me be it isn’t much, it’s my will the light outside is overwhelming danger lurks, my guts telling daylight blurs, memory fades spasm hits, pains regenerates darkness… my crony restitution wagged tails off in pony I will dwell here for a long time I’m in my prime, let my bell chime @talk2leigh (X & insta) 2:44pm 8 Sept 2026
