Earphones are my castle
Music is my unique island
Away from stress and reality,
I create my own little world
So beautiful and so unique
No worries nothing to critique,
A world I'm not ashamed of
A world in which there is no confusion
A world where all my theories make sense.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Upon Poems
Poesía"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
