Dealing with oh to much
Nobody knowing it is a crutch
Stress is like a deal
We make and seal
The seal is shiny, sinister red
It is filled with dread
The stationary is a crippling white
Always there in sight
In this letter, we sell our soul
To reach the impossible goal
My picture, ask if you want it. *Fox*
YOU ARE READING
I am Water #Wattys2016
PoetryThis is a poetry book, with all of my original poems. Enjoy! All pictures used are mine, including the cover.
