Wngn8 : Writing

Hidden Scars

Hidden Scars

A Poem by Wngn8


Almost everyone you meet out their is smiling, but a lot of people cary hidden scars and tears behind the mask.
Caves

Caves

A Poem by Wngn8


Caves are lovely I crawled out of one last time To see the shining sun Before I moved my luggage Into the cave till my last gasp The dampness..
We; The Lost People

We; The Lost People

A Poem by Wngn8


We; the lost people explores human nature by posing questions about life some of which even the persona doesn't have answers to.