I walk on the bridge to see sparkling waters surround me quiet for a while and then I see a car passing by and on the other
By Tyler Hawthorneabout a year ago in Poets
hear the motors of cars pass by as I sleep a door squeaking suddenly feel my own heartbeat the air coming on and off
tried to enjoy it while it was cold outside but it did not taste the same it made me feel even colder cannot wait until it is summer
he breathed out then breathed in took all the mist in kept breathing but then wanted to stop but kept on going anyway
smooth and soft scooped out of the container and into a bowl comes in many flavors some savory and bold sweetness on my tongue
green brown freshly cut smell like an aroma of nature fills parts of the earth and crunches as I walk on it slippery in the morning
move me even though you are aching get me to my destination keep me standing tall do not allow me to fall
hear the words in my head it has me thinking I did something wrong even though I did not in the side of my mind my memory tells me you
thought I could reach for something that made me feel so good but it did just the opposite and I did not even know it
when it comes my heart beats faster my mind gets dizzy with overwhelming thoughts wish I could control them it is like I do not own them
very dry and chapped often bitten when in thought gives expressions of how you feel lip products make them appealing
yellow and tart tastes better squeezed and mixed with water and sugar or another fruit drink even good in frosting or in a recipe of cake