For once it makes sense
What she once said about this;
The extreme highs, to the deepest low.
One minute I feel fucking great
The wind in my hair
Nothing can hurt my amazing mood,
Because I'm the controller of it all,
Yet, suddenly my thoughts take over
Then boom, you suck, you're a piece of shit
Worthless and not deserving of a friend,
Let alone everything else great I once had.
YOU ARE READING
Wandering Fields
Poetry∞ Third addition to my poetry books ∞ Amazing cover created by, @WhiteMixedWithBlack, without her, I wouldnt be here writting this book. I wouldn't be the strong person I am today. She is the most amazing support anyone can ask for. Thank you Missy...
