well isn't this nice,
sweet,
lovely,
calming,
silent,
dark,
cloudy,
questionable,
but oh so lovely.
when will it go wrong?
won't it?
but..
it hasn't this long.
it hasn't gone wrong yet.
so..
I'll trust you, for now.
am.. I making the right choice?
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a broken artist
PoesiaDifferent poems to work on helping myself and others. Mostly just to try something new. usually going to be sad but I like happy endings.
