the bats are filling the room
and I cannot seem
to see the doom
the piano is chained
and I cannot seem
to be tamed
the water is overflowing
and I cannot seem
to stay unknowing
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
