12 AM
And her mind wanders. She tends to think about something that happened
5 years ago, or something that happened 2 hours ago, or something that could happen 20 years from now.
Her mind is like a hurricane.
It's a wreck.
It's full of beautiful yet
awful thoughts.
It's 1 AM and her mind continues to wander.
YOU ARE READING
𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒; 𝙹𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚉𝙰𝙰𝚃
PoetryJust some one chapter stories about silent thoughts screaming to be heard.
