Too many words are going to be thrown away
Only the right ones go and hide while
I'm left spilling all the wrong ones
Too many ideas burnt in the feeling of the moment
Catching all the wrong momentsAnxiety to show the world
I end up keeping it inside
Too much shame to hide
I don't ever want to let it dieSounds good in my head
Comes out in a quirky way
Questioning what is wrong with me
Questioning why I sound like thisSongs left unsung
Ideas left to burn
Grab the paper and tear it apart
Blown away in the wind of the darkNicole
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Ideas Left To Burn
PoésieThis is a collection of some poems I have written between the age 17-20. Poems of thoughts that run through my mind. Most of them don't even make sense but I had fun getting them out of my head. Some feelings need words to make some sense.