Started the year
With a bang
Not a whimper.
New year's resolutions
Already broken.
January rolled in
Signalling another revolution
Of my life
Around the sun
A step closer to death.
February was next
Paling in comparison
To the joy I found
In January
But a new adventure.
March lingered, so slow.
Exam stress and gloom
Now I've forgotten the rest.
And this is very late.
YOU ARE READING
pathetic poetry.
RandomThis book is updated when I feel inspired, or full of words that I need to put out. It's a diary/rant/patheticexcuseforpoetry. Sometimes I like what I write but mostly it doesn't even make sense to me. But nonsense is the best sense.
