Poems from RachelSangster1213
So desperate for happiness, are you small child. Weak child, with your hands cuffed behind you.So desperate for joy, are you my child. Weak...
Time elapses where the world was spinning,
the spinning stops,
the world collapses
Collapsing and falling we all break silently
in the...
There was a little butterfly,
and someone told it not to fly.
So now that little butterfly,
is too afraid to fly.
Someone came along, ...
I venture the old paths and travel the long roads. I walk alone, but yet i am carried.I feel a presence move me, it controls me. When...
The world spins,
my pen twirls.
The curved hill becomes a rugged mountain,
and my fingers arch over keys.
I get slammed, I get broken, I'...