Poems from GlasSoul
distorted sound like a telephone) I lost myself deep in the waters…..
I don’t know where I’m going
But I’m sure I’ll turn out fine
Don’...
In life we're taught to be ourselves. As toddlers we're used to to hearing, "Oh, honey, you can be whatever you want to be." Now, it seems...
The devil inside awakes in desparity
Wishing for a place called home
It haunts at the brain
Suffered, insane
The devil is suicide
The...