Annie Lane : Writing

I feel it.

I feel it.

A Poem by Annie Lane


I feel it.I feel it always.Like a bad dream that hides.Hides in the back of your head.It follows you through this maze.The maze you call life.It cuts ..
What's left of me.

What's left of me.

A Poem by Annie Lane


I'm new at posting my writing, so I hope you enjoy.
Behind my eyes

Behind my eyes

A Poem by Annie Lane


I've always been to shy to post my poetry, so here's one.