a project for school, a acoustic poem i think its called, the words were 'forever flightless' it branches off of my short story 'The Flightless Bird'
Sometimes our lovely desires become our worst nightmares.
something about being happy
Everything was passing about me, summing up as yet another memory—a reason for pain, yet something to mock. Leaving behind were just few glances set in their way, as my heart sought a loving one.
A poem i wrote at midnight because some nights are harder than others.
Life will always be there to beat you back down and make sure you never get back up again.