That cold feeling you get in your soul.
A part of you dies at this.
Never again to be found.
Forever lost without traces to follow.
Your brain shuts down,
disabling your ability to speak.
There is no going back,
and no second chances.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryThe contents of this "book" are simply a bunch of poems that I have written. They range from horror to love. (Honestly whatever happens to pop into my head) I will continue to update this when I get ideas for new poems.
