Poems from fruitypebbles03
the bird lives in the nest all of its young life.sheltered from the harsh realitiesand from the beauty of love.painful but rewarding....
i stare at a blank pagewishing it was the beginning, not the end.i feel as though i'm going to burn a hole through the pageif i keep...
I’m alive,The sensory tips of my fingers help me feel free.The tiny particles of air,Smaller than we could ever fathom,Throwing the tiniest...
lyingmotionless
my spirit and my soultrappedinside this fat cagetrying to screammy way outclawing at the bars
sleep depravationslowly...
blinking lightsabrupt changeswords spewingi can't control anything
i didn't choose this paththis path was chosen for meeven though i'm...