November 3, 2016
Someone once asked,
"Who is your happy pill?"
I knew for sure that it was you,
But I knew that I should deny that too.
Perhaps you are the one that protects me from the rain,
Too weak to fully take away the pain.
Perhaps you are the one I remember in the middle of the day,
And maybe the one I really want to stay.
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
