Poems from savannah.parks
Pen to Paper
My words are lost
Like endless black oceans.
I have no words for you,
I'm tired of these useless notions.
I held you on a...
Growing up, the happy endings are shoved down our throats
Like a spoon full of sugar
While other kids grow up with the harsh realities of...
Clockwise.
The time ticks away,
Fast yet slow.
Minutes ticking by,
Second trudging along.
Time moves clockwise,
It seems.
You slip into old...