The Littlest Things

I sit alone as I wrap my wings

waiting for what this world brings

My wings burn in flames..

..as I go through lives games..

burned by the pain of the littlest things

Reviews

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

Short and sweet I really liked this poem it emits strong emotion from so few lines my only wish is that it was longer the colour is also quite captivating and a nice touch a slight grammatical error on the last line unless that's intentional to which I do apologise but I will defiantly be looking out for your future works

[Smiter19]

Seems shameful haha, but what do i know haha! I gotta like it haha!