Poems from BWintersfield
Two full of chaos
one living a lie
the other unsure of intentions.
One Cancerian
the other Scorpio.
Scared of emotion
hidden in a shell....
No past is darker
than that… of a Suffer:
one cursed by their sign
to endure pain
tragedy
heartbreak
sickness
loss.
To suffer is the...
I kinda wrote these words,
not knowing where to go.
Mock-styling what I’ve heard,
man, this kinda blows…
I felt too numb to really try,...
Do they expect me to write,
lyrics upon their whim?
That it takes nothing more,
then words on the brim?
Should I look away,
from...
It’s just another day,
just another hour.
Just the same old grass,
the same, dead flower.
It’s a big hunk of milk,
that’s now sour.
It’s...