i don't know how to explain to you
this peaceful scenery.
f u l l o f p o s s i b i l i t i e s
whispering to me.
i wonder how many
have had this very daydream.
how many weeds have been pulled
from this sidewalk?
what are the lives,
not the names,
of those who've sat on this bench?
and what god has blessed this place
at this time
and allowed us to see?
YOU ARE READING
the Angry Girl
Poetrysome things are better off unsaid but they were tossed in my head so i decided to scream. Original content. Lowercase intended throughout the book. Previously titled "Tossed Thoughts". Highest Rank: 4 in Poem, Poetry
