why
do we
bother to
make a wish
upon something
that couldn't even
keep itself from falling.
YOU ARE READING
A Graveyard Of Words
PoetryA poetry collection ------------------- My words will just die without having been read My voice will only be swallowed by the cavern of thoughts without leaving an echo My stories will cease to exist. COMPLETED. ©bil garcia/ flightywords
shooting stars
why
do we
bother to
make a wish
upon something
that couldn't even
keep itself from falling.
