Sometimes normal seems like a dream
Yet what normal is, its never been defined.
Although, it won't stop me from wishing
That my life was somewhat of ‘normal’
My words I write weren't so raw
The pain didn't always drip in red,
Smearing the emotions I write in ink…
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...
