Just leave, don't yearn
don't remember
but forget that turn
the burn feels infinitely everlasting
but pain can fade away
so with the sound of the final warning
remember to slowly turn the page
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Indigo, how about you?
PoetryJust a thing for random stuff that sometimes go through my head. I think most of these are my failure attempts at a poem but I can't really write anyway.
