poetry
personafacation poem
The rain dances as it hits the ground.
The stars open their eyes to a never-ending sky.
The moon in the night looks upon the stillness of the earth.
The towering mountains squint at the first glint of sunlight.
The sun peaks over the misty mountains at dawn.
-Connor Wingo #26
WRITING
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish there were another way to complete this page before 12 o’clock
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish I had another day to complete this page but its due at 12 o’clock
Its 10:51 I don’t know what to write about racking my brain to get an Idea, but I cant think of nothing, nothing at all I wish there was another way, but I gotta write instead of lettin my pen fall asleep on my page.when I find an Idea but I cant expand im in the middle of the ocean stranded on a piece of land. Cant think cant write cant finish this paper im gona be here all night.
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish there were another way to complete this page before 12 o’clock
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish I had another day to complete this page but its due at 12 o’clock
Its 11:12 48 mins left not much time to finish this paper the minuets going by like the seconds on the clock but gotta finish this paper no mater wat, layin back in my chair looking at the blank ceiling thinkin about how I feel so trapped, trapped in a cage like my brain is locked down filled with frustion and rage think about how its so easy to quit to throw my pen on my page and walk away.
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish there were another way to complete this page before 12 o’clock
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish I had another day to complete this page but its due at 12 o’clock
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish there were another way to complete this page before 12 o’clock
The seconds on the clock go tick tock I wish I had another day to complete this page but its due at 12 o’clock.