This is a thing I've started doing on my breaks. Writing poetry on napkins. So I figured I'd compile it here.
Spoiler: Napkin Poetry I
This is a thing I've started doing on my breaks. Writing poetry on napkins. So I figured I'd compile it here.
Spoiler: Napkin Poetry I
Last edited by DistortedReality; 03-15-2016 at 02:52 PM.
Made by Karmz <3Spoiler: Muffins inside
I pick at my nails, when I get nervous.
Not biting or filing, I peel and strip them away
Like if I could peel away enough layers of skin
I could find the person underneath and have answers.
Like if I could peel and strip away enough of the layers around my heart
I could find the flesh and blood underneath to make sure it was still beating.
Like if by picking at my nails I can get rid of something
and start being the person I want to be.
As if something as simple as a bad habit,
Could evolve and bring answers.
But for now I'll stick to the simple things.
Excitement over chocolate cake,
A fear of driving,
And picking my fingernails when I get nervous.
Made by Karmz <3Spoiler: Muffins inside
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