Poems from Hannah_Johnson
If these were the last words I ever wrote
I’d just like to say I’m proud
I was twisted, mangled dirty
Now I know a bit more, about pointing...
Right now, she is smiling. Now I am alright
If she is here, I will survive this
I can define what she is, I can capture this
Rain feels...
I've stopped counting
I broke my vocabulary free, suddenly I see
Why everyone is okay with being numb all the time
It's easier to feel...
Trust me, I know
There is a never ceasing labyrinth
of nonsense and flying objects, Along with
made up words and strange timing
not caring...