spiral,
like a snail shell.
or in some cases,
a maze.
you can run away,
the feeling doesn't stay.
no reasons to explain,
i just hope it doesn't rain.
YOU ARE READING
my broken thoughts 𐦍༘⋆
Poetryજ⁀➴ a collection of my broken thoughts i call poetry₊⊹
when it rains it pours
spiral,
like a snail shell.
or in some cases,
a maze.
you can run away,
the feeling doesn't stay.
no reasons to explain,
i just hope it doesn't rain.
