Words that cannot reach my tongue
Oh how I wish I could explain the buzz
The roaring city electrified in my mind
All the colours and the bright lights of the wild nightlife in my mind
Doctors, they label it insomnia
I cannot find the label, instead I stare at the pretty colours on the bottle
Because when the internal nightlife consumed me
I felt something that was new to me
Something new.
New.
Something better, brighter, bolder and more beautiful.
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Poetry Puzzle Pieces
PoesiaThis book is made up of poetry that I have written and have been encouraged to share. Some pieces have been previously written and posted, others have been drafted only on Wattpad. Started in 2016, finished in early 2018. Enjoy, Leah x
