So, now, you cannot forget.
No one else understands.
Another Lily poem
One day, someone will pick you up.
You won’t make it through.
So full of greed.
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.