Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2023
My head drifts through these clouds
Being up this high smells like rain
Looking down I see nothing but pain
Seeing my lifeless corpse on the floor
Waiting to be dovoured by the board
Andrew Gomez
Written by
Andrew Gomez  26/M
(26/M)   
72
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems