Over thinking
Under thinking
Coming up for air.
Falling into doors
And down the stairs.
As the hours subside,
I wish that I could glide
Into the next day
To talk to
You.
YOU ARE READING
Life Evaluations
PoetryI do not usually write much poetry. When I do, I'll post it here. Thank you for your support and for reading. It means a lot to me :D
