Womp Poems - Poems about Womp

...The bad days feel like Clouds over a picnic , fog in the crowd, the spinning ground, people pass like vertical white lines of speeding light, this is vertigo, this is the I can't handle riding that b......

Continue reading...

...The stares seem like million little camras staring down on us The bed of your truck seems like a mothers womp the center of attion The moon seems liek a father watching over his daughter The......

Continue reading...