we were beautiful rocks
on the seashore
slowly fading
as time
washed us away
YOU ARE READING
When the Leaves Fall Off
PoetryI am not a poet, I'm just very angry. This is all the emotion I've kept inside for so long. This is me behind the masks. This is me when the leaves fall off.
temporary
we were beautiful rocks
on the seashore
slowly fading
as time
washed us away
