Empty hands aren’t empty
Erased names aren’t gone
Only to me from what I see
Sleeping with socks on instead of seeking warmth otherwise
Surprise I rather walk alone in God instead of reach out
He’s changing my perspective accordingly wounds make me recoil being vulnerable to a human is frostbite
My understanding left far from right tainted broken sight so I take flight instead of risks connections often missed but rather mist instead lists listing heartbreak take take take take tick timer until our friendship doesn’t exist empty hands aren’t empty.
