Fogged Like steam to my bathroom mirror you are becoming fogged over… And even when I try to clear your haze… there’s only a temporary exposure. September 26, 2020October 22, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Healing, Loss, Missing you, Still here, You 7 Comments
Healer I know thatI will neverbe able to let myself healwhile tryingto heal you too. March 22, 2020October 11, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: fucked, Healing, Poetry, You 6 Comments
Anonymously Hal 