Spending time talking to you Exiting cowardice to introduce something less blue It feels as if we can talk forever Nothingness is something that wouldn't dare fester
By Layla Nora6 years ago in Poets
I was dead when you knew me. Flawed when you pursued me. Now I've come to realize I was more alive than you guys. I hope you don't think bad of me.
This darkness that's inside of me. It's crawling into the deep. Making me want to go home. Try and try as I might; I can't seem to win the fight.