~Scribbling My Thoughts~
Writing, writing, writing so silently
The loud thoughts of my mind
As I reminensce on past emotions
And about good times
So beautiful in composition
Yet so horrid in thought
Stationed on the paper from which I was taught
The memories of my existence some good most distraught
As I sit in my chair
With the boisterous glare from a small light
I write down these stories
The words of my life
~Grim~ Sept. 8, 2013
YOU ARE READING
~Scribbling My Thoughts~
PoesíaPart 1 & 2 of a sub-section of poetry before, "Knees In The Thorns"
