A/N - From the 'Daydreams' chapter, 'New Home'.
The bricks scaled the building, high and mighty
Bedrooms, bathrooms, gardens alike
I have someone to share it with
I won't be alone
The house
The house
However, the house
Screams of old memories, as if it was made to haunt me
Floods me with an indescribable torture
But I can't show anything
Because then, and only then, I am weak.
YOU ARE READING
Daylight - A Poetry And Writing Journal
PoetryInspired by Daydreams, a book that was co-written on this account. Taking the poems/writings from said book and placing them in here, along with any other bits of writing I feel like sharing! I take prompts!
