Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2016
my glass puzzle is coming together
I can't help but want to get it over
But this isn't something that can rushed
My hands are already bleeding from all this being forced

The pieces of the pieces have pieces
Oh no, I've still got a long way to go
we have to know the lesson life has to teach us
For now, I'm at a steady pace, and I'm trying not to let go
it's ok
Written by
it's ok  21/F
(21/F)   
264
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems