Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

It's full of late nights dreaming,  coffee breaks, and littered with expectations.
 How smug of you chasing your dream,  I hate your cruelty for bringing us into your fantasy,  one reality can never compare to. 
Thank you though for turning the darkness, broken pieces and haunting thoughts into a unforgettable metaphor. 
How blessed are you to change the world, bring it to it's knees with mear words. 
What would we do without you peaceful refuge during the storms of our lives and inspiring us to overcome this trials of life.
 I hate you, I love you.  
I am not a writer.