I've had this thing for like, 4 years. So some of my poetry is immature and stupid, but whatever. |
Natural blonde hair falls perfectly in place
Framing a face that is round and freckled...
I am numb.
The only feeling I am able to feel is the warmth...
The sun splashes light all over the place
And the wind blows through the leaves...
Black; the center of my world.
The iris; a set of swirling patterns of candlewax...
I'm angry.
With the environment...
Silence; Accompanied by a feeling that if I speak...
I shared my whole self with you, I gave you...
My eyes, the only thing that tells the truth about...
Green; the color of nature...
Black; the center of my world.
The iris; a set of swirling patterns of candlewax...
You're thousands of miles away.
Let me count them...
Walking into a room of drunk people, and the only person I see is you<3 |
I dont do it to hurt them, i do it to show them how much they hurt me. |
Am I so insignificant that you think of me only in your sleep?? |