Poems from rebekahlynntw
There I sat
The front of the bus
Cold-hearted whispers echoing behind me
I had done nothing
Only been nice, tried to get things done...
Sometimes I lie awake
Staring at the nothingness of the dark
Everything familiar enveloped by mystery
Sometimes I chew slowly
Letting...
My pencil marks invade the paper
The worried soul leaks out
Once a silent thought
Now forever a powerful mark
As each of my stories...