Why does the summer sand not taste like sun?
You would think some chemical reaction was expected but all i was left was wounds on my tongue.
Little shards of pain going down my throat.
The beach looked fun but now it feel like it won't
An imagery of a skeptic.
Its real but its not
Cause once im not accepted
My actions start to rot.
Running around in quick sand.
Just makes me drown.
How can i stay calm
when i am not on ground
You break me but you dont.
How do i explain something that wont
When u run around in a quick sand
U want to imagine a beach to escape to the seas or land.
But it all ends up with feeding yourself with happiness
Just to eat sand.
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poems made by me
Poetryi actually make really good poems... If for some reason, you wanna use em' ... please credit me or idk haha
