Point of Words, by ~Midnight Rose~ | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous

~Midnight Rose~

~Midnight Rose~

Point of Words

I don’t have any

words left to write

so why do I

even bother trying

I have felt so

much yet I’ve

lived so very

very little

I’ve written so

many words I’ve

run out of

things to say

my thoughts have

no meaning left

to them nor do

these so called emotions

so tell me dear

reader what is

the point in

all of this

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