Stop.
Progressing back into your old ways.
Stop.
Remembering old days.
Stop.
Listening to your pain.
Because,
Its a feeling that wont go away.
Stop.
Letting Doubt ruin the good.
Dont,
Be the only color in your neighborhood.
Be.
Quite.
Be silent.
But not so silent.
For it to become violent.
Shhhh.
Your time is now.
Your heart is ready.
For the words to come out.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poetry©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
