Spinning, playing, being calm,
Doing whatever I please,
I can have a butterfly land in my palm,
I can lift objects with ease,
The happiness is fading now,
The sky is gray and black,
The happiness is gone somehow,
And I don't think it's coming back,
All of my greatest fears,
I want to find the light,
But, I can't, it's too dark,
This is all just a nightmare.
No more sweet dreams.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for you and me
PoetryWell apparently poetry is the new thing. All my friends are starting to write poetry books and well I want to also! So this book is going to be filled with my poetry and my friends soooo I hope you like it! ;)!
