The P0ems Trapped In My Mind

Poetry is all in your mind

"She died of heartbreak; he howled for her love at the moon🌙. She was flying through the clouds , she'll be back soon."
Poems .....
I love to hear them people present them , I love to read them , and most importantly I love to write them.
They take me on a journey that nothing else can .
When I write , that's when I'm at my happiest moment .
They give me something to think about when I'm done .
It keeps me cool-minded & stress free for a while .
I take this book w/ me everywhere I go .
This notebook takes me away from the evil world for an hour or so .
This book is here to listen to me when no one else is .
It knows all of my emotions & more .
Instead of talking , my pen does it for me .
The more pages you turn , the more my poem deepens .
The more you read , the more you'll learn about me .
With that being said , let the story begin .....
                 - Jessyka C. 💘