What do you see?
When you're all alone at night
When the cricket cries and fight
What do you feel?
When all has gone to hell
And only hope didn't fell
What do you draw?
Favorite music in a blast
All emotions in a draft
What, what, what...
Who are you?

YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFor when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow...