Im almost sure completely. That this world has no remorse.
They strip you of your happy, just when you think youve made it through.
And your life becomes a chore.
And you have a list of wat you have to loose.
Then your mom calls through your darkness "Honey! Its time to pay your dues"
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts From A Book Ill Never Write| #Wattys2018
Poetry©2017 By dallywinston1738 or Annaka Logue or Annaka Marie ||All rights reserved.|| ||Plagerism is punishable by law|| These silent thoughts were stuck in my head. Wanting, begging,pleading to be let out. They never ended up becoming more than a few...
