Just need to vent.

"what price" They took the romantism out of our society. We no longer have time to think about love. Our stories are full of worries. Will I have a home tomorrow? Am i good enough? Should I give up…

Untitled My poetry. My wishes. My vision. My hopes and dream. My love. My silence. My unwanted solitude. My heart. My scattered realities and my complete imagination. Through the cracks of the forme…