Another piece shared by Michael.
Simplistic was our home.
Everything radiated with grins and IM’s that lit up our phones.
For the time being, I never felt at home until it was foreclosed.
Narcissism took a shape in our own body and mind, we decayed inside the ground that were our souls and nothing brought yesterday to a close.
Tomorrow won’t be my own.
I’m still living yesterday as if it were today.