"painted words
with soft-spoken lips
cups of tea
and tiny sips
it's alright
no need to be scared
we're all writers here
we've felt our fair share
painful things,
beautiful things,
no one wants to hear
but we choose to sing
so dance with us, my dear
we, dreamers, have no fear
even when the night is long
know morning draws near"
- write and write
until we end the night
YOU ARE READING
Delusional
Poetry"these words of mine will never come true neither will you" - - #120 in Poetry, June 11, 2016 #58 in Poetry, June 19, 2016 #31 in Poetry, July 8, 2016
