These are my thoughts and my dreams
My passion and my films
I might not look back at them later
But that doesn't quite matter
Right now, right here
I pour my heart out like water
Sometimes as deep as an ocean
Sometimes as shallow as a pond
My mind changes, I change
But this won't
My heart won't
YOU ARE READING
Ugly Flowers
PoetryWhen my emotional sanity tends to corrupt and every single muscle in my heart hurts I resort to words to save my head These are a pieces of my thoughts that I'd like for you to read and relate because we are all the same and you probably feel the...
