Poems from chance247
The world is more vivid for you
Then me,
Trapped in the mono-green, Womb of the earth.
Watching you all scurry by
Seeing more with your...
If I am from pain,
Let not one soul know it
for I will not be a martyr to a shallow cause
If I am from despair,
Let no woman hear it
For...
What wrong with dark?
With depression and anxiety,
Loathing and malice?
What’s wrong with these “evils”
With our natures?
We are our sins...
Do I scare you?
Does my writing make you sad?
Is my reality your nightmare?
Do you see a monster?
Does my voice cause pain?
Is my...
Love is pointless
without meaning
or choice
it warps the mind,
the soul
altering our views of what we held dear
love is corrupting
changing...