Poems from Caitylyn412

I could write
For my whole life
Without stopping onceI could write foreverIf my fingers would ne’er
Grow wearyI could write endlessly
If I...
What do you do When there is no inspiration? When your thoughts Have run dry, And your pen Runs out of ink? What do you do When you are so...
Poetry Cannot be forced Poetry Does not come when called Poetry Takes its time Poetry Comes when you least expect it Poetry Is its own...
I write Because crying got old Because cutting Was only temporary Because screaming into a pillow Would only make me hoarse I write Because...
one hundred percent of people who breathe oxygen die. one hundred percent of people who do not breathe oxygen are dead. you are oxygen....