To fall far you have to fall first
And you have to walk high
But when you hit the ground
The world seems to shatter
Your feelings go all numb
And you are all alone
You get no help
You have no way out
You start to feel helpless
theirs No hope, wishing on stars
Just wishing that you could just go back.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PuisiThese poems consist of small short stories and a little about myself. So yeah. They tell of creatures,trees,and far away places. And a lot more.
