summer nights
fairy lights
women rights
skinny tights
we ended up with
lovers' fights
plain as day
you took away
a sunshine ray
left me with
no words to say
feelings fade
a girl's parade
to hold her head high
and hide the mess you made
YOU ARE READING
Solace
PoetryThese are the words I've been dying to speak But if I do They would pronounce me weak So read and understand Before I say "I never want to see the light of day." A collection of poetry, on life, love and loss.
