
My biggest rescue
My words, in the lap
Of which I lay
Everyday tirelessly
My head caressed like
A hungry child
Something another writer
Only can understand

My biggest rescue
My words, in the lap
Of which I lay
Everyday tirelessly
My head caressed like
A hungry child
Something another writer
Only can understand

Today I can’t
My mind full of chaos
My hand trembles
As it touches the paper