When the day gets rough
Or just when I've had enough,
I search for this pen,
And rid of these drowning thoughts every now and then.
I feel better with every leaking word, that my thoughts have been transfered,
From my fragile mind,
To this page that I have signed.
YOU ARE READING
Deep Thoughts
PoetryWhen the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [3/10/17] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] * * *Art posted in this book...
