Poems from zwoods
Words
They can break one down or build one up
If written correctly one can spin a tale of wonder and peace
Words can be used to set people...
It's two o'clock in the morning and I hear the silence from outside my window
It is barely a window at all
It's cracked and is streaked...
Oh god...You can't stop it
Its coming out like vomit
It tatse worse than the bitterest of pills
You feel it bubbling in your stomach
Red...
I look out the dirty window at the people below
They look happy but it's just a show
Guys chase girls and old people kiss
They think its a...
You hold your breath, you have to fight
I’m coming to get you during the night
You can’t get away from my embrace
But try as you might I am...