my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars.
( 1 year of poetry )
my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars.
( 1 year of poetry )
A collection of poems written by your truly.
A mixed variety of sad, happy, and other things.
I pour my heart and soul into these, even if they aren't the best.
I hope you enjoy my Hella Dope Poetry.