PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Imagine not thinking about it ne more how do I sit here and not deweell on the blurr ever again again it will only kill the imagination from growing how raw to think that the clock never moved yet its been paused for a minute to reality cus nothing comes with trophies cus imagine standing in your own lane silence was created and misunderstood to the ones who were deaf enough to not hear the cry of the wolf when abandon on the cold iceburg collapsing who sunk nd gradually rose to the top semi damped scars completely heal and walking up the spring valley while the sun shines deeply within to dry up the splashes of undrown thoughts on an unpredictable journey to blemish contigure fresh air!