You're back.
You type as if I were the blame,
You burst my brain into flame.
I attack.
You seriously have no shame.
You greet.
You act as if things were chill,
You have no heart to fill.
I beat.
You're unaware you no longer give me a thrill.
YOU ARE READING
Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
