Friday 23 March 2012

When I dream
I feel so free
And I turn this feeling
Into poetry.

And when the darkness
Reaches my heart
I turn this madness
Into art.

And when my fear
Demolishes all feelings
I lift my chin
And a song I’ll sing.

And when my thoughts
Become all gory
I pick up my pen
And write a story.

-R

1 comments:

Daisy Edwards said...

Fantastic, write more things!

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