i'm drowning
in the darkness of this empty cellar
bound by my chains on the cold floor
i dont try to call out
i've played that game before
no one reaches for you
to them it's all a play pretend
they don't see the stone walls
or the cold floor
or the chains that grip me tight
they see the sun
and a girl convinced there's rain
when there's none in sight
ΔΙΑΒΑΖΕΙΣ
skinny dipping
Ποίησηa collection of poems from the heart. these poems were written in times of either strong emotion or immense boredom. a creative outlet full of revealing truths and mysteries of humanity. all of this to aid in finding the answer to the most difficult...
