The sun no longer
Makes me cry
I refuse to love a lie

I can't express
A color scheme
Wordless thoughts
Are all I see

In poetic tongue
My emotions confess
Beautiful words
When I'm a mess

I can't describe
A moonlit night
A star filled sky
I'm not that bright

But
When my feelings overflow
About to burst
About to blow
I run to my pen
To save my soul!

The sun no longer
Makes me cry
I refuse to love a lie
...................................

l don't break the rules
I just make new ones

Will you be there to catch me when I fall?


It’s ok, I have my emergency wings to help me take flight after all....

Seeing a spider in my room isn't scary.

It's scary when it

disappears.

My inspiration and thoughts are running dry