Waiting for fall

I had summer depression I was waiting for fall to grab my attention As I watch the leaves hit the ground, I remember youโ€™re no longer around My mood is chill but when I think about you I have to calm down I could be laughing but the second I think of you, I break…

Superstitious Belief

She was never the superstitious type.Never believed someone could use a needle to hurt another.How could the physical be connected in such a way?How could The soul travel on invisible paths to an inanimate object?There was so much she couldn’t fathom.Touring her intellect to fit the puzzle together.It just couldn’t be.Her belief had betrayed her.She…