Poem- Belittled Her
The world seems to spin and my brain with it taking me to worlds and exhibits a fantasy world filled with monsters and creatures or a world that whirls into nothingness even though it seems blissful every world I travel seems to make me wither anymore trips I'll surely be dust or stuck to plan B in a dark bedroom even tho the walls seem white I'll see stars instead and the yelling of my monsters which one will prevail.
- A dip into my mind....