I never spent time seeking joy. I only spent time making a bed comfortable enough in sadness to bare it. Now, I'll see and work at finding joy.
This is a continuation of "We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human".
poems i've written.
i recommend reading from the bottom of the parts and working up to the first one.
i promise they get better and more lengthy.
the first few poems are rhyme schemes, the rest are free verse peoms.
please don't take without credits.
please don't copyright.
and please don't make fun of these 🙏🙏😭.