It's a Floodgate
Threatening to Overflow
Overtake
Drown. My Afterglow....
Blow by Blow
For One day these Printed Words
Be used to Soak up Oil
Make a Backdrop to a Collage
Torn to Shreds
Painted Over
Recoil
The Smattering of Words Disembodied
Disjointed, Disoriented.
Scrambling to Make Sense.
Screaming to be Heard.
Silenced.
YOU ARE READING
Blue.
PoesíaA short collection of complexity of emotions Hi This is my first attempt at publishing anything online. Would love some constructive criticism! Hope you Enjoy the ramblings of my mind :)
