The universe is playing tricks on me.
I dreamt about someone close to me, Dying,
The story I read once I woke up,
A person who was close to the protagonist,
Died.
The universe is playing games with me.
It seems like a coincidence,
Correct?
But, it just doesn't seem to fit,
It doesn't sit right with me.
Just a link between my subconscious,
And a story on a phone screen,
Do you see where I'm coming from?
YOU ARE READING
Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
