dire galleon
hey !… my first poem on here
“i observed everyone.
i didnt speak.
i sat in the back, watching everyone have fun.
i never spoke my feelings —
never cried out for help.
its not that i had no one to speak to,
i chose to not speak at all.
however i had everything on my mind.
things ran through my mind, overwhelming me.
instead of asking for help
i write in my notebook
writing on a page is easier for me to
tell my feelings than speak.
its not like anyone listens anyways.
my poems are far more simple.
they hold a meaning behind that
if you truly read, youll understand.
to understand, absorb it.”
fallow furnace
cyan plinth