We are just souls
Roaming around,
Trying to fix ourselves,
Picking the wrong ones,
Until they call us
Histories of disgrace
But we're never written
And that's okay.
We're still breathing.
That's okay.
YOU ARE READING
This Is Everything I Didn't Say
PoetryDear whoever you might be, I hope someday you'll find this and know that this is everything I didn't say. Copyright © 2015 by CielloMaxin Highest ranking: #11 in Poetry #7 in poetry - 10/9/16 #5 in poetry - 10/11/16 #4 in poetry - 10/29/16 DISCLAIM...
