Haven't eaten all day,
I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a Popsicle,
I stood but the fire,
The heat on my back,
The coldness in my fingertips,
Is the most weirdest feeling,
But at the same time it was amazing,
I had to smile as I at the Popsicle,
It was the first thing I ate today,
And it was cold on my tongue,
It brought back old memories,
It's funny how the littlest thing can bring back great memories,
YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants
