the point of a poem
is the explanation
(the clearer picture)
through the fog.
and now I’m lost for words – I’m sinking
spinning
falling
shaking.
falling further
Filed under: broken hearts
the point of a poem
is the explanation
(the clearer picture)
through the fog.
and now I’m lost for words – I’m sinking
spinning
falling
shaking.
falling further
Filed under: broken hearts
that’s how i feel.