Every time I close my eyes
All my day dreams come to life...
It feels like a past life, a long lost reality.
Was it a dream, nothing but a wishful...
In the
cemetery...
With teal and oranged lipped feathers
she simply floats...
In the bottom of the dark dead sea
Where the sun never shines...
My life is shattered like a mirror
it cant be fixed you can try but ill just fall...
Um Made this poem from and earlier one i wrote...
"Sacrificial Sprite"...
Tepid mahogany scented bed creepers
vehemently travel...
Darkest hour
3 am...
Red demonic eyes
peering through thin walls...
You plead with drops of crocodile tears
whimpers of fake sobs and sighs...
I swore revenge on an old poor man today,
But not everyone agreed it should end this way...