what am I feeling?
what do I see
in the space between my words
in the darkness behind the thoughts in my head...
what is behind
the pages of poetry
that no one will ever see?
what is beneath
the body
the spirit
molded out of clay
shaped into what I thought I wanted;
what am I feeling?
I don't know this creature...
"me"
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry from a blank writer trying to fill the spaces in between the words. ~~~~~~~~~~ cover by: infinitecovers
