Am I the only one who feels like this?
I fill corridors with my presence
I empty corridors upon my presence
I feel a lazy star
By friends left afar
I think I know your name
But do you know mine,
Whispered with pain?
But do you know mine,
When there's nothing to gain?
But do you know mine,
Our fates never intertwined?
September 16th '22
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet
Short StoryA collection of poems and short stories I write when I'm bored. Most of the themes are sad, so I hope that, in a hundred years when I'm long dead, students read them as part of their Literature lessons. XD ⚠Major character death in some stories⚠
