A messed up journal of a messed up mind

i know⁣/ memories bite⁣/ goodbyes throb⁣/ love can't be held⁣ with hands that look like claws⁣/ i've heard about it all/ have gulped...

i. in a world that is upside down, you can walk on clouds and carry little parts of them in your pockets. they're just as you imagined...