Left, right
Left, right
An endless cycle
Swimming through a dark,
vast space of mind.
Throbbing, hurting,
Throbbing, hurting,
Its such an endless cycle
A flower blooms in the darkness,
Light peeking through the cracks of the broken shell,
And a mind left wandering,
Hoping,
Wishing for it to end
Never comes.
YOU ARE READING
Star Struck
PoetryThis is a little collection of poems I've made. Not sure how long I'll continue it, but I'll make a few. {Completed! There's a sequel book if you'd like to read it, the sequel is called "Milky Way"} Note: This was called "Book of Poems" previously...
