Poems from Krystal Schlecht
50,000 hours to use
On my phone?
Don’t I get to choose?
To get something else done?
Make a new story to tell,
Instead of getting...
Walking down this path
Left on my own
Getting darker with every step
Away from what I've known
Break my chains
Free from what holds me...
You see glasses
And braces
And think, what's the word?
Oh yeah. Nerd.
You see a costume
And hear "Prepare for your doom."
And say : "...
The flame flares,
I see it reflected in your eyes
Or is it mischief?
You take my hand and pull me
Onto the dance floor as we
Shift and...
The flame flares,
I see it reflected in your eyes
Or is it mischief?
You take my hand and pull me
Onto the dance floor as we
Shift and...