Rebekah Smith : Writing

It's like...

It's like...

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


Just thoughts.
Where does this stop?

Where does this stop?

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


I'd love to hear what you think this is about, honestly.
Society

Society

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


Hmm.
Mean.

Mean.

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


You there With that self-righteous smirk And a button-down shirt. Yep - you With an overstuffed ego And hand-rolled cigarettes. You were ..
Not a Master.

Not a Master.

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


That first kiss tasted like shock And tears, and pain, and hope That first kiss Began all this. As everything moved you'd seen me Bad attitude, w..
Anyone But Her.

Anyone But Her.

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


Make of this what you will! 02:11:14
Remember Yourself.

Remember Yourself.

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


02:06:2016
Splinter

Splinter

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


Random, on-the-fly typing whilst I was here.
Bad News

Bad News

A Poem by Rebekah Smith


01:06:2016 First absolutely, fabulously bullshit thing I've ever written.