Thoughts,
life.
Moving so quick, so swift.
It goes unnoticed.
But once under inspection, one realizes the imperfections,
the flaws,
the mistakes.
Regrets take over.
A swarm.
Eating up all traces of hope, expectations, happiness.
Empty
Hungry now for the taste of solace again.
-a.
very good poem :)
very good poem :)
Jessica
Good write! Welcome to
Good poem! Welcome to PostPoems!