I often think out perfect words that explain how I feel, but when I come in the situation to use those words, I'm either too late or too forgetful So here are some stuff I need to get off my chest. If anyone I know reads this, I'm sorry I guess? Enjoy or something...
Original Poetry Collection: We don't get to choose who we love, or when we stop loving those who don't treat our hearts quite right. And sometimes, we don't get to change the fact that even if they weren't the one they still felt like home. And it's hard not to move back in to a place you once knew so well. This colle...
Just a collection of my attempted slam poetry. I find escape in writing this and I hope you can find an escape in reading it.