I just lay here
Staring at the fan
Thinking
Wondering
What are you thinking
What are you doing
What will you say
You''re too quiet
I just want an answer
But I'm forced to wait
Longer and longer
Going over possibilities
All in my head
Ones that make me happy
Others that I dread
I'm probably paranoid
And should stop
Stop thinking
Stop wondering
And
Just wait
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
