Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2021
These nervendings
Stopped working again
Embellishings'
A hell of a crime
I'm not quite sure
But I'm determined
To learn from him
From any "HIM"
Mix a batch of medicine
Make certain it's poisonous
... A potion to open  you up

A potion
to make you devoted
But,  I know it don't
work that way
Yes, I've said
Magic is REAL

As any ideal
Forget what you know!
Throw it out
With the bitter wind
Oh I needa a plan
Needa plan
For today
No sense in really
Planning anything

I'm spent
So I
Sit and
Slander the page ...
Make .
It.
My.
*****.
Either I'm with you
OR I'm questioning if
This is who
You really are

Stay smart
Let's just part
Ways early
Separatism
Accept that this prism
Isl all  in
How you envision it
Different colored ribbons
I reminisce
Made space
In my memory bank
For these certain thangs
*Not sure what the title means but it was scribbled at the top of the page to look up later.
Bowedbranches
Written by
Bowedbranches  26/F/TN, Usa
(26/F/TN, Usa)   
123
   Phillips
Please log in to view and add comments on poems