I can’t even begin to explain.

I didn’t put too much thought into this. But I haven’t written in so long, so I don’t care that this is going backwards. It’s words. It’s something.
I should also point out that I don’t believe this at all. It was written in a moment of anger, and it may be obvious that this insinuates the power words do truly hold. I just felt like some controversy.

You knew there was no hope.

My demise shall improve the world.. .

It is important to keep faith.

Poem About Fake People.

Shock varies in intensity.

Haiku.

You will find no love with her.

You felt such sorrow.