Is it the end
the world buzzes
it cant be real, misaligned
align yourself, bend
to what is expected, assigned
im supported by abysmal crutches
am i falling because its the opposite of stop
anyone my being can mend
is a fool
YOU ARE READING
Vent Poetry
PoesíaJust, poems i write, decided to publish them, let people read em. Idk. Feel free to leave hate or critical comments i dont rlly care. Also feel free to enjoy! i hope they give some people like me some comfort.
