Poetry

The sweetness of the closing lineWith every biteFor peace of mindThe softness of sugary crimeRoasted in fireBurning with timeWallowing in luscious poison trapSwimming in a…

Her touch feels differentAfter all these yearsHe questions her interestHugging her, holding his tearsHe feels it, he knows itThere must be another manHe gave his…

Dreaming, with his mouth shut but still speakingShrieking through the night and bleeding out blue bloodLosing, from the never-ending choosingFeeling dumb, yet still refusing, he's…

It's okayTo pass on a dealIt's okayTo feel how you feelWhen you stayAlways true to yourselfIt's okayWhen you change your mindIt's okayEven if ill timedWhen…

I don't know if I should cry or rather laughWhen I read your flowery phrases That you write to screw with my mindCause you just…