Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
it’s when your mind wanders off elsewhere. your eyes roll to the back of your head, every sight blurry. the only color you can see is white — or black. you have lost all control of your thoughts and you can think of anything. you want to escape but you can’t. and soon, you are crying for help.
0
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 8:44 AM UTC
trail of thoughts
it’s when your mind wanders off elsewhere. your eyes roll to the back of your head, every sight blurry. the only color you can see is white — or black. you have lost all control of your thoughts and you can think of anything. you want to escape but you can’t. and soon, you are crying for help.
saetre
Written by
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 8:44 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem