Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2019
the adventurer doesn’t rest
but this hermit never leaves.
I swore on patience
and stitched it onto my sleeve.
diluted with contemplation,
they are thieves
that have the will to be deceived..
they believe anything.
happy full moon 12/12 !! this poem is about my current reality....... thanks for reading :]
Written by
chlorine  17/F/PA
Please log in to view and add comments on poems