Poems from foofighter624

Crash
Too scared to walk inside I stand outside the door Keeping this a secret Is becoming quite a chore I think I heard a scream I think I heard...
The Motives of This Poet
I write to let the cries be heard of those who quell their fears I write to speak the words aloud that spill from eyes as tears I write to...
Brain Candy
In random thought I sit and dream To the grass, How does a worm seem? I wonder "how"s I wonder "why"s How does the rain feel When it falls...