Poems from nicoleann1581

writing to keep myself sane
  My mother is angryAnd the roads are packedWith carsEveryone trying to getEvery where else.I can hear her telling me that there are a...
  I can hear screaming coming from somewhereProbably the television downstairs.And all I can think about, all I can feel,Is that I wish I...
One of the first things people want to know when they meet you is “a little bit about yourself”And you play along,Spatting out favorite...