When I was younger I was scared of the dark,
scared of the monsters under my bed,
or the robbers that could break in.
Now, I welcome the night time darkness with open arms.
Now the monsters are not under the bed,
but in my head.
Now I wouldn't mind a robber or kidnapper taking me to a world far away.
YOU ARE READING
Blue feelings
PoezieSoooo, this is not really going to be a story. It will be a collection of poems and quotes I like. The writing will mostly be in English but occasionally in German. Lastly, (just as a heads up) these poems do not have a certain structure, or for tha...
