(These words were said by my mum one night while she was drunk and it never left my mind)
I know you like flying away with the fairies
But there has to be a limit to how long you fly away with them
Because I like flying away with them too
But if I did that
Where would we be?
YOU ARE READING
Lost In Words
PoetryYou could say that this is poetry, but I don't consider myself a poet. All I know is that I am lost in words, and I am trying to find myself again. Of life and recurring events.
