Poems from davisbrea11
I used to hate writing.
Yes, I said it.
I feel bad about it now.
I think it was all the essays in literture we had to write. Every. Single...
It's okay to be sad.
The sky isn't always grey and the weather isn't always the best.
It's okay to act a fool, on most days,
we're not all...
Caramel like apples, sweet and nice.
Dark like chocolate with a red cherry undertone.
Yellow like the flower, pink in shades of lemonade....
Daises and roses hang above your head,
Your fro' expanding into effotless curls.
Your voice.
My favorite sound.
The sun bringing out your...
You were like the wave, crashing into me.
You were my balance.
The raft that kept me afloat.
A source of happiness and a piece of peace. ...