Stare at the ceiling
My hand starts pealing
I'm here for a reason
That doesn't change because of the season
Please shine bright
Your words are right
This world isn't pretend
We will always need you again.
YOU ARE READING
Silent Music
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. Some of them are very litteral and some are figurative. I hope by the end, you can hear the silent music I sing through the pages. All of these poems come straight from my mind to the page and very few are edited. Some...
