November 5, 2016
We haven't seen each other in days,
But we've spoken as if we're going to die right away.
We've been talking until dawn,
Which makes me question,
"Am I still just a pawn?"
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...
