I lean forward and
WHAM!
A poem.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
You listen.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
You stop listening.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
It fades to black.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
I don't know how to do this anymore.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
This stops making sense.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
This poem forgets it's path.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
Unfounded anxiety.
I lean forward and
catch myself.
For it is in darkness that
we truly appreciate the darkness.
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC
I lean forward and
WHAM!
A poem.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
You listen.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
You stop listening.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
It fades to black.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
I don't know how to do this anymore.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
This stops making sense.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
This poem forgets it's path.
I lean forward and
WHAM!
Unfounded anxiety.
I lean forward and
catch myself.
For it is in darkness that
we truly appreciate the darkness.