Category 5
When I think of you, I am flooded with a million emotions
A wave
A wave so big it could take out the world
My world
And that it did
I haven’t been the same since I met you.
I’m part to blame for that
You are quick on your feet
Charming, witty, and handsome
Oh so handsome
I opened the flood gates
I welcomed in the storm
The perfect storm that you are
But little did i know it was hu...
Sunday 5th May 2019 5:51 pm
Letters with in
I don't paint or write anymore
I don't even read
Where am I?
Where did I go?
It is dark here;
Save me
Bring me back to the surface
Read the letter addresses by me..
To my self
So I write back
It's been a while
I don't even remember what it was like;
What it was like to not just see color
But to feel it
I can't remember what it's like to feel the words flow out of me
I don't ev...
Friday 3rd May 2019 11:34 pm
Unappreciated Art
A single blue dot on a canvas
That no one can understand
Over looked and unappreciated
So quit yet so loud
A story waiting to be told
But no one cares to ask
Every canvas tells a story
This one is called depression
Friday 3rd May 2019 11:30 pm
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