Poems from weg_
I have a fatal attraction to late night writing, men, woman, everyone in between, reeses puffs, other depressing things and curing the earths rising temperature. Ask me anything about my late night thoughs, I promise not all my writing gets like this!
Day is not for
drinking, drugging or dating.
Night is for
neglect, nicotine and nakedness.
Revel in the
rambunctousness, rabidness and...
i thought crying would dry You up,
But You're still here.
i Loved You
With every last piece of me,
From the darkest corners of my body....