Late
by flammeusgladius
Late
It was late. It was later than late—
And unconsciousness loomed, big like fate,
As I hopelessly stared
At a world unrepaired.
When I dreamt, my hopes didn’t inflate.
–Tom Riley
Late
It was late. It was later than late—
And unconsciousness loomed, big like fate,
As I hopelessly stared
At a world unrepaired.
When I dreamt, my hopes didn’t inflate.
–Tom Riley