Where do you go when you have nothing?
Are nothing?
Feel nothing?
What do you do when everything moves so fast, but you move so slow?
Who is there to sit quietly with you as you close your eyes and fade away?
What do you do when you can't move on?
When you're stuck in place,
In time,
Is it 2005 or 2015?
Where are you stuck tonight?
9/8/17
YOU ARE READING
Bad Poetry for Nobody But Me
PoetryI've been writing more since I stopped talking to everyone so I guess I'll post some here for no one to read. More for safe keeping than anything tho tbh.
