you don’t ever need
to apologize for being
unable to find strength
in weak knees and you
never need to feel sorry
for breaking down on
a good day; even after
all these storms, the
rain never apologised
for pouring.
YOU ARE READING
lost;
Poetrythere should be stars for great wars like ours. there ought to be awards and plenty of champagne for the survivors. [ poetry #1 18/12/14 ]
