Self-written poetry

danger danger danger brain screaming danger danger danger don’t go back there it’s not worth it you’ll just get hurt maybe they do care about me maybe the way they smiled at me meant they still care no they don’t  they don’t love you they’re done they don’t love you leave them alone they don’t Read more

I love you.  you randomly fell into my path  and then one day became my stuffed bear you became the vanilla in my coffee the gentle rain soaking my shirt you randomly fell into my path and then one day became the soft night you became the pencil that writes perfectly the field of lavenders Read more