They barely come out
Above a whisper
Strained words
I try so hard to express
Choking on tears of the past
Trying to move forward
I stutter the same syllable
Because
I wish I had
My words just prefect
I can only hope
You understand
What my midnight words
Are trying to say
YOU ARE READING
Last Wish, My Poem Collection
PoetryFirst poem book. I've filled it to the top with dark poems from the far corners of my mind. Enjoy my shadows.
