Too Many NightsA Poem by Ally AnnSometimes I feel like I am lacking something that would make me functional (normal?) and this poem represents thatMaybe I was too much thinking and not enough time always trying to stay in the lines. I was too much space, but not enough stars barely enough room to keep my heart. I was too many hangnails, falling over guard rails nothing there to stop my fall. I was too many truths, not enough dares, who even cares about a girl so scared. Too many some days not enough nows hitting the branches on my way down. I've seen too many fallen to be happy with my life, I've seen not enough days and too many nights. © 2018 Ally AnnReviews
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StatsAuthorAlly AnnAboutLately I have been feeling very lost, and it is comforting to come here and rediscover pieces of who I was and who I still must be "The world is trying to kill you. It is trying to do this by steal.. more..Writing
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