Poems from BookwormOfRock
As children,
we trembled before our closets darkness night fell,
like a deep black crushed velvet shade being draped over our world,...
The bus shelter echoes with the patter of rain crash landing on the transparent roof,
A grey mudslide sky glinting of desolation
The...
Don't tell me how drugs kill, I've seen it in slow motion like a movie real In a heartbeat I could tell you every detail Spent seventeen...