Poems from lb.
Why do we fear thunder?
Thunder can’t hurt you
It’s just a sound.
Why do we fear gunshots?
Gunshots can’t hurt you
They’re just a sound...
I walk into the doctor’s office.
She looks at me.
I see her thinking,
Okay, no worries
Look at this girl
Thin
Tall
Young
No drinking
No...
Once upon a time
A girl loved a boy.
A bewitching boy.
A boy she had never met
A boy she only knew from afar
But a boy she loved...