Poems from kkasza2015
I think
You are perfect,
And maybe its not the time to say but
I think we could be perfect.
As cliché as that sounds,
The voices in my...
Dedicated to Miss Amy Appel
Stumbling back
With rotted teeth
And pulled out,
Dangling hair.
Demons
Flowing over the bridge
Like a toll...
Brain-submerged, I travel
on my toes until I'm
drowned in wanderlust,
until the river tied a noose
around my life,
putting it on pause,...