FEEL THAT HIGH RISING?
LIKE MIST FROM THE SEA
SHROUDING THE LAND
CONSUMING THE ROCKY SHORE
IT CREEPS OVER INSECURITIES
AND FILLS DEPRESSIONS.
WHEN THE SUN BURNS IT OFF
EVERYTHING WILL LOOK DIFFERENT
EVERYTHING WILL BE CHANGED.
YOU ARE READING
Book #2
PoetryThe old one is old and cringey. So I made a new one! I'm not a freakish middle school fangirl anymore, so you can read my ideas without internally dying! Now, it's meme time. // (mostly short stories and poetry, with a lil bit of meme-y stuff (idk)...
