I have shouted to the sky night after night
Pleading on my knees for something good
The deep blue turned to an angry red
As if to say
Your soul isn't enough for you?
YOU ARE READING
please don't tell my mom I stole her car in 2015 to drive to Chicago at 4 a.m.
Poetry"we don't read and write poetry because it's cute. we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race."
mother earth owes you nothing
I have shouted to the sky night after night
Pleading on my knees for something good
The deep blue turned to an angry red
As if to say
Your soul isn't enough for you?
