Heads in the clouds.
Your body lying on the grass.
Pencil in my left hand.
A cigarette slowly burning in my right.
Thoughts pouring out of my head.
As I decipher the beat of my heart and the sorrows of my sins.
On a piece a paper I die and come back to life.
On a piece of paper is where my hopes lay.
On a piece of paper is where my dreams die.
On a piece of people is who I really am.
On a piece of paper is who I think your are.
On a piece of paper my future is written down.
Letter by letter.
Word by word.
Sentence by sentence.
Paragraph by paragraph.
I feel like I'm the piece of paper, clear as day.
So why don't you write your fate on me?
YOU ARE READING
green eyes
PoetryHopefully all these poems in this will be deep and meaning and some heart warming.
