Look out the window,
See the gray, which comes with each new morning.
A world of moaning,
A world of tears.
Dispair begins to settle
On the hearts of man,
Like dew on the grass at dawn.
Turn your face,
From it all.
Only sorrow compells,
captivates the mind.
I wish I knew how to swim,
This sorrow has me drowning
In the whole of time.
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Inside The Heart Of A Poet.
PoetryI decided to put on Wattpad all the poetry that I wrote down on napkins and on the back of my Algebra notes and in various notebooks. They are poems that I wrote with different inspirations. There is no specific theme or style. I hope you enjoy them...
