No pleasure,
no pressure,
I see just hesitation,
As words with no preparation,
Oh this bloody game
twists every situation..
YOU ARE READING
The words, I bleed. (Rks)
PoetryAn ongoing journey of unsaid words. See how they bleed through small letters. ᎪᏞᏞ ᎡᏆᏩᎻᎢᏚ ᎡᎬᏚᎬᎡᏙᎬᎠ - ⓒIwouldfall. {Rks}
64th
No pleasure,
no pressure,
I see just hesitation,
As words with no preparation,
Oh this bloody game
twists every situation..
