Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2016
Last night i stood on the bridge for what felt like an hour or two
no cars
no people
just the wind
and the feeling of falling
like when a roller coaster reaches it's peak
this might as well be it
i love the people i love
i love the people that don't
i cannot feel
i cannot see
how do i change
how do i recreate this person that i hate
Written by
JT  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
241
   Lior Gavra
Please log in to view and add comments on poems