Z : Writing

It's 4 in the Morning, Dear

It's 4 in the Morning, Dear

A Poem by Z


my dear, its too early for that im only here, whats the worry? please put it down, my darling whatever it is youre holding our fortress of sh..
冬 (Wintertime)

冬 (Wintertime)

A Poem by Z


Days wanderingPassing through filtersFeet no longer peekingHiding beneath covers"It's overwhelming, you see.""I get sick of it," they sayComparing to ..