Poems from Caitylyn412
I could write
For my whole life
Without stopping onceI could write foreverIf my fingers would ne’er
Grow wearyI could write endlessly
If I...
What do you do
When there is no inspiration?
When your thoughts
Have run dry,
And your pen
Runs out of ink?
What do you do
When you are so...
Poetry
Cannot be forced
Poetry
Does not come when called
Poetry
Takes its time
Poetry
Comes when you least expect it
Poetry
Is its own...
I write
Because crying got old
Because cutting
Was only temporary
Because screaming into a pillow
Would only make me hoarse
I write
Because...
one hundred percent of people who breathe oxygen die.
one hundred percent of people who do not breathe oxygen are dead.
you are oxygen....