broken pieces
rotting with
autumn leaves
getting tossed by
the cold winter air
without a warning
or a care
-k.l.p
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts of a Mad Person
PoetryCollection of poems by an old lost soul. Let's keep these thoughts between you and I. Throw the judgements through the window. And embrace each other's vulnerability. It's my void of fantasy to escape the harsh reality.
• winter fall •
broken pieces
rotting with
autumn leaves
getting tossed by
the cold winter air
without a warning
or a care
-k.l.p
