I Hear The Mourning Sounds Of The People In The West
And The Cries Of The Children In The East
Waiting For A Response
Listen To The Whispers Of The Engines Of Their Minds
Watch For The Opening Gates Behind Their Eyes
Step Into Their World
Our World
YOU ARE READING
Safety Net
Poetry~ Collection of poems ~ There is more below the surface of the appearance of my face that you could ever know. This is my attempt to show it. All written by me ;-; about mental health, hardships, relationships, and just life and the bullshittery th...
