MILES OF SHIT PILES, FOR YOU by Moriah M. Mylod

Life is unbearable Then, it is not It’s like walking on sandpaper coping with the pain of emotions of every moment Waning on you, everyday Wearing away on you, everyday Into a person you hardly recognize, anymore Who are you? Existing on this plane, hollow inside You are not your feelings Overbearing, heavy or empty Does anyone live life restfully? If so, how? Is there anybody out-there? Let me tell you a story… There is a black dog Hanging around your house Gnawing, biting, growling, barking and stalking You It never leaves You Throw it a bone And it still … Continue reading MILES OF SHIT PILES, FOR YOU by Moriah M. Mylod