won't complain really.
it was my fault entirely.
but I don't regret a single thing.
what we had were truly beautiful wings.
no crying this time for some reason.
pretty sure that I'll make it steady another season.
I didn't get tripped up.
I didn't get teared up.
my wrongs, my bads.
will just trudge along like a nomad.
YOU ARE READING
The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
