Static Read Count : 61

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

No sound, no vision.

Nothing more 

on television.

No dreams, no hope,

sit in the recliner,

watch the world choke.

No one to trust,

no one to believe,

The truth is not allowed

To be percieved.

While you wait 

To see the magic,

They fill your head

Full of




  • Sep 10, 2019

  • Sep 10, 2019

  • Sep 11, 2019

  • xo

    Sep 11, 2019

  • Hana Tadesse

    Hana Tadesse

    jon simpson your my only hope i was righting my book then i went on Google to search something up and i got on my story dilated can you help me

    Sep 11, 2019

  • good

    Sep 11, 2019

  • Sep 11, 2019

  • This reminds me too much of Slenderman...Way too much...

    Sep 11, 2019

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