Ft. Lauderdale I’m a lost soul trapped in the wrong era on a path of self discovery. I’m merely an accumulation of my thoughts & experiences. Poetry is my outlet & outcome of my brain's momentary creative short fuses. “Thanks for the tragedy I need it for my art.” KC 68 followers / 3.6k words
Water seeps into their cracks Provides them with what they lack Fills them up so they feel whole Diving deep into their soul When they leave it evaporates Replacing love with just hate