david gerardino

Bipoler High - Poem by david gerardino

FLYING into the good stuff,
kicking the thunder with my
feet, backing away from saddness,
and learning to love the ones
we hate.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Bipoler High by david gerardino

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 4, 2012

[Hata Bildir]