I'm silent, like the snow.
Waiting for the time to speak.
Wind rustles my hair na dawn da chills down my body.
I slowly inch along the frozen highway, the cold seeping through my heavy clothes
Will this despair ever end
YOU ARE READING
My insanity
PoetryThis is my first poetry book. I'll update when I please, and it will be good. I have a very "colorful" vocabulary so don't flip out or anything. this book will express my take on the world and how I feel.
