Shadow dancing,
Solitude but wity,
Never shy of the solo moves,
Ostensibly!
Dreams fallen,
Interred alive,
The suffocation,
A dead man's tale suffices,
Scared but not timid,
For what this lonely life brings;
bygone memoirs tell the tale!
YOU ARE READING
THE BOY ON THE BRIDGE.
PoetryThe weakest ink harbors the strongest minds. A collection of thoughts that will blow your mind. Some emotions laced herein are quirky, any similarity to real characters is just a mere coincidence*
