FREEVERSE:
the spotlight shines down on yesterday's sorrow.
but you lean into me, among the stage lights.
and you kiss me.
now im as happy as can be.
this bumpy and rough rollercoaster life called hell,
jerks you and i into another big problem.
thou this problem isn't big like it seems.
we must get through these problems,
we must hike this mountain.
we may stumble and fall,
but we'll always get back up...
only up...
we MUST hike this mountain, though we cannot see the top.
it's foggy and unclear, but we know we're getting somewhere.
the top of that mountain will lie our reward.
a future.
alone.
at peace;
alone.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book.
PoetrySoooooooooooooooooooooooo i like poetry. im gonna write some. yeet. im depressed. XD But if you're like me, keep those fake smiles, just for a while; until you find an escape route in these thirty phases of hell.
