Staring at the bright blue sky
With the sun reflecting on my eyes
I'm sorry, I'm just so tired
Of wishing you were still here.
YOU ARE READING
The Whispers In My Skull
PoésieThis is the collection of poems I've been writing. Most of them don't rhyme, so apologies in advance, but I hope you enjoy them. (Although I am so glad to burn my GCSE poem book :D )
