Poems from JulieSant
It’s dark.
It’s cold.
And I’m alone.
It smells of bad ideas and regret.
The dust is suffocating me.
The clothes tempt me.
I want to dress...
I have a cape.
It sits in a small black box.
I keep this black box in my closet.
Most of the time.
Every morning when I go to school I jam...
Wolves howl on this silent night.
Singing out anguish to the moon.
Letting their fear and anger be known.
Raising their voices, letting...
I feel calm.
I’m alone with no one to hear.
The world is falling apart around me.
So I smile.
I smile as the wind rips apart everything in...
When the dreamer’s dream, where do they go?
It’s not that field of yellow flowers.
There are no happy endings in this story.
To dream is to...