It’s happening again

It comes everyday, many times with demons…

Other times; peace…

Darkness…

I’m trying hard to forget, what I don’t need to remember

The sun is going down and clouds are moving in. The rain is coming. I can smell it, musky, and earthly

I don’t know. I’m not sure… I might not make it this time

Nightfall is consuming me…

7-22-22

9:22 PM

Ms. Vee