Feb 2021
I wonder if when I die
Someone will find comfort in the poems I write
That when I reach a peace
They too can see some sort of calm in the distance
Like a withering light
A flickering spark
It's fleeting
But enough for you to walk through the tunnel.
Someone will find comfort in the poems I write
That when I reach a peace
They too can see some sort of calm in the distance
Like a withering light
A flickering spark
It's fleeting
But enough for you to walk through the tunnel.
I wish my poems to be found after I die, although it's kinda a violation of privacy since I don't write these in my own name, I want to make a difference in the world even if it's just through language.
I recently found an author named Sylvia Plath and im absolutely amazed, yall
should check her out :)
I recently found an author named Sylvia Plath and im absolutely amazed, yall
should check her out :)
