What is it with words these days?
A jigsaw piece that just won't fit.
A picture perfect memory of hope.
I would give up anything.
You're just living a lie.
This is a poem inspired by my love for the unknown and supernatural. And inspired by my hate for politics and distrust in the government. Describing, building a secret society. To start over. A soc...
Sirens play in the distance, a concert with no tune.
Put the roses down if you thought it was ever here.
A poem that I wrote.
I think this is the end.