A little stress to get the blood pumping, anxiety for my overthinking.
Depression pave the way,
while in favour of nostalgia to make you say;
“those were the days” through my ultimate reminisce, the days that leave you in bliss, or the ones that you never miss.
The scabs marked by the rose itself, or merely the thorns,
belitting; comparitive to a pawn.
Murdock
#quotes #poemoftheday #poetsofinstagram #creativewriting #authorsofinstagram #writingcommunity #scriptwriting #scripywriting #storytelling #readers
Po3tryJournal 