Its late... real late. For some reason, every time im awake this late i get real thoughtful. Anything and everything runs through my brain. Tonight i was sad, i dont know why i was sad. However it left me with an idea for a poem, if you wanted to call it that.
Drown your mind,
with all your loud music and crazy friends,
but wait, because in the dead of night,
when your all alone,
there is no escape,
from your irrational thoughts,
and your determined fears.
Yep, there it is. Not very good, i know. But its what i was feeling put into words. So here i am, still awake late into the night. I feel a bit better now, after writing that. I have random collections of poetry all around my house and in my book bag, ill try and put those here. Good night
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