time is a necessity
sleep till twelve
go tour a highschool
speak words that you
aren't sure are true
come back home is
it already four write
only for a little
already dinner
watch a movie suddenly
it's nine walking
up to my room and
there lies the window
noes hands face pressed
up against it breath
fogging outside the
blue grey sky in
which the moon is the only thing that
will ever stay
still
YOU ARE READING
A poem a day
PoetryI'm writing one poem, every day. I'm actually writing them in a notebook, so I may not update every day. Just random freestyle poems.
