What Tangled Words We Weave

Poems are full of confidence

A sugarcoated language

No need for prominence

Leaving us with anticipation

Time to call it quits

Read the words out loud

No apologizing to the fake crowd

Old news can be new news

To someone else

Early morning sunshine

Could be someone’s

Last dying breath

Big Words mixed words

Could be a cry for help

Depressed feelings that need healing

Big disrespect towards self

The mind is like an ocean

Swimming with thoughts

Poems are like a notion

If you believe or not