No. No.
I'm sorry, I must go.
All the hate in your voice, no, it's too much.
I already knew you hated me, but apparently I'd forgotten
How horrible it felt to hear you speak to me in that uncaring, annoyed tone.
YOU ARE READING
Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoesíaSome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
