Hi. My name is Astoria. I love poetry because it can be an escape, an expression of creativity, or just something fun. I love music and writing. Im working on a book that is going to be published. The end. |
I stood alone
on a hill overlooking the burning city...
These winter nights get longer
as dark washes out...
There's something about you
that makes me want to change...
The blades of grass lift to welcome the sun.
Dew covers the lawn...
Today
While staring...
I am no longer a victim of your belittlement, and I wish I was... |
Your kisses have become poisonous |
Is this a promise you will keep, or just another loaded gun? This time shoot me through my skull so my thoughts can fade along with the love I once had for you. |