the poetry beneath your skin
Sea glass It fills me up without any thought of the feelings spinning inside Filled with useless words until spoken Ripping out the heart strings that tie me to the edges of my emotions
By Jjenni Dagnelli 3 years ago in Poets
70 Roads Scattered thoughts raining down like debris at the end of a storm It fills my head with twilight daydreams echoing from the tips of broken clouds
Inside, there seems to be less and less than there was before Breaking apart until there’s nothing more Tiny pieces scattered across the floor