LORANJul 24, 20191 min readBloomImagine if the flowerNever bloomed because it knewThat it would come to witherIn the days after it grewThe beauty of its beingNot a soul would ever knowYou are very much the sameDo not die before you grow
Imagine if the flowerNever bloomed because it knewThat it would come to witherIn the days after it grewThe beauty of its beingNot a soul would ever knowYou are very much the sameDo not die before you grow
Againbreathe in: breathe out open eyes count to five one, two, three, four no one two three four five no five didn’t feel quite right one two three four fuck! focus on the sound close eyes again breathe in