I write to a friend..
I write to begin..
the writing sent in between..
On and on it goes..
Facing internal woes..
An external foes it seems..
Everything in between..
It can't be a dream..
I won't let it be!
So no, No. NO. NO. NO!
No, this has to be real!
The calm in the storm..
of all that we deal with..
I don't know what I'd do..
if a dream were to steal..
All that I've said to you..
To, you..
YOU ARE READING
In response
PoesiaEssentially it's just a collection of my wattpad poetry. Well, all I was able to find of it that is. Over the years I've spent on wattpad, I've occasionally commented my own original poetry every now and then in a response of sorts to things. I did...
