Poems from asmith28
Rhyming isn’t my specialty, but memories help show the light of our darkest times
The day I couldn’t write a poem, I scavenger my memories...
Bell rings
Time to go to the next class
Get shoved and screamed at by your old friend
Try not to fight, keep walking
Get jumped by people...
You say that you understand feelings
You don’t ever try
You can’t even understand if I’m okay
I know I try to push a little bit
But I mean...
Get jumped, but you supported me
You made sure that I was okay when I returned
That’s when I began to like you
You made me understand that...
Rhyming isn’t my specialty, but memories help show the light of our darkest times
The day I couldn’t write a poem, I scavenger my memories...
