Poems from eurban2014
Curtain Rises.
Bright lights.
Screams.
Loud booming noises.
A voice echoes through the space
Announcing my entrance
“Here she is, the one...
I save my tears for things that matter. I don’t cry for just anything.
Things have to reach up, like a ladder, And my patience be worn so...
I used to think that I knew you. That I could call you my friend.
But now too much has happened, things must come to an end.
I don’t want...