Poems from KatiannaFrank
Teetering on the edge, knuckles white
Mind racing, why am I here? spiraling
What can I hold? Or what can hold me?
How can it all somehow...
Teetering on the edge, knuckles white
Mind racing, why am I here? spiraling
What can I hold? Or what can hold me?
How can it all somehow...
Teetering on the edge, knuckles white
Mind racing, why am I here? spiraling
What can I hold? Or what can hold me?
How can it all somehow...
A blank sheet of paper reflects Light.
On fire, it seems almost blinding
Forcing a change, a moment's narrowing
Of eyes, as you find a...
Dreams are among the stars
In sight, but out of reach
Til one falls, shooting fire.
Seeing this must then teach
The law of desire
If they...