Harder it is on me
Than on you
Have you forgotten already?
You told me the truth
And I’m sitting here
Hoping that you’ll find your truth
In the end there is no one to trust
In the end I turn to books
In the end I have these poems
These thoughts
In the end
The only truth is what I’ve written
It’s what I’ve thought.
YOU ARE READING
Steps To Greatness
PoetryThere are the steps that I take to being a better poet. The shorter smaller steps anyway. Mainly consist of short poetry.
