boom!crash!pop!
I see nothing but chaos
ashes from an extinguished fire
broken hearts from unrequited love
there was nothing but chaos
darkness taking control over light
over dreams
over wishes
taking hope from its simplest form
and breaking it down
like a piece of paper
or a lover who is miles apart
YOU ARE READING
silhouettes
Poetrypoetry & prose | to acquire knowledge of the power words can contain. expressive. obtained by truthfully experiences with life itself. or simply one powerful connection with a single silhouette a collection of thoughts and brief descriptions about l...
