Hours and hours of reshaping,
Peaking to perfection,
Only the best we want to be sharing,
Yet there comes destruction.
With only a single click it's destroyed,
With only a single click the facade is gone,
The editor breathing in annoyed,
What they had envisioned is never done.
Doubt comes in
And with it failure
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Them
PoetryMultiple poems are held inside here. Those are the kind to be written from experiences, Knowledge, Dreams and goals. Yet also hold disturbing pictures, at least for some. A life is not always pretty. Mind yourself.
