Publish. Read. Get Read.
Random First Lines:The question of humanity, and the answer to man kind » Read
This one came out of me when i was actually waiting for my life to happen. its very close to me and will be close to every other individual who reads it because at one point of life or the other we wait for things to happen, having done our part.
i didnt know what title to give it so i just put the same title i used to save it. needed to get stuff off my chest so here it is.
By Cursive Nerd
This poem is about......well, i don't know really. I was in dance class when i wrote this, and i barely knew what i was writing. it just came to be. it deals with death and losing yourself mentally and emotionally. so maybe anyone who reads this can help me in finding the meaning to this poem.