angryCactus : Writing

The World Ends Every Hour

The World Ends Every Hour

A Poem by angryCactus


It is hard to put it into wordsNot because the words don't exist but because I can't quiet my mind down enough to find themOr maybe it's because I am ..
When I Was Her Age

When I Was Her Age

A Poem by angryCactus


I shouldn't be jealousof her.She has her whole life ahead of hers, and I have mine.We both have decades left to create ourselves.She is full of life a..