boarding soon

exhausted:

my body

my mind

my intestines

my desire

my will…

all sad, somber and slightly subdued

 

i have only existed these last few weeks

i just only exist in general

in moments like this

sitting

in another airport

reflecting on the help i give

and the words i create

 

and always wondering if it is ever enough

or if it even matters

 

 

af

 

 

(written with pen on paper)