It is the ramblings of a mad woman that I am here today.
I used to go to confession to pray my sins away.
Now I lay awake at night and speak to him alone.
We are on a first name basis, so I am never alone.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Ramblings of a Mad Woman
PuisiWell I don't know if you can actually call this book poetry, it's really ramblings. But that's why poetry is beautiful right? It can be anything. You surrender your soul and write what comes out and that's what you have here. Poems about life, hea...
