Poems from hsadiq
Although my writing may be morbid sometimes, which author or poet doesn't get like that sometimes. I am a naturally very energy-sensitive individual and really only get therapy and release from writing those random thoughts that begin to stir in my mind.
As she stood in the clearing with a circle of flames burning dangerously around her, her dark thoughts began coming to the surface.
She...
'Where are you?', is what he called. The sweet childs sing-song voice called over the cloud of darkness. 'Where are you?', he calls again...
Don't forget to say hello when I'm walking down the hall at school, and you see me look away.
Don't forget to smile ate me once in awhile...
Leaving my years behind in this high-school-like prison, filled me with nothing more than sheer joy.
It's as if I'll awaken from my dream...