In mere seconds, I almost lost everything.
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
Welp this is kinda long. I hope you like it :)
Random note: Apparently, this is similar in idea to one of Shakespeare's sonnets. I had no idea XD
© fireflylilli (Qsnllq S. Zqsoqfg) 2020 | All rights...
Tick tock goes the clock tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
The intensity of a memory depends on the intensity of emotion felt during the experience...
There's a Spoken Word version of this poem on my YouTube Channel: https://youtu.be/wr2t8bW3_OQ
Alternative...
First you'll get into the car... no, that's not right, you'll get in the shiny white truck - One Second. When you get into the truck, you immediately check your phone - Two seconds. Your friend starts...
“I don’t want to have feelings because one way or another I’ll mess things up. I mess everything up. It’s my thing."
A poem written from a state of disarray, chaos, and fragments of either genius or madness... you decide which.
Welp this is kinda long. I hope you like it :)
Random note: Apparently, this is similar in idea to one of Shakespeare's sonnets. I had no idea XD
© fireflylilli (Qsnllq S. Zqsoqfg) 2020 | All rights...
Tick tock goes the clock tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
The intensity of a memory depends on the intensity of emotion felt during the experience...
There's a Spoken Word version of this poem on my YouTube Channel: https://youtu.be/wr2t8bW3_OQ
Alternative...
First you'll get into the car... no, that's not right, you'll get in the shiny white truck - One Second. When you get into the truck, you immediately check your phone - Two seconds. Your friend starts...
“I don’t want to have feelings because one way or another I’ll mess things up. I mess everything up. It’s my thing."