Poetry, Interrupted

"Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted."

This is a set of short poems for people who deal with their demons. This is not your typical poetry. If you expect happy rainbows and unicorns this is not for you. This is dedicated to people who deal with depression, suicidal thoughts, unhappy love, nonacceptance. This is for everyone who feel like black hole is slowly getting them . This is for people who feel insane. Who feel like there is no more hope for them. This is for people like me. This is Poetry, Interrupted.