Poems from BlackHeartCheyanna
People think her cold
People think her bitter
People think her strange
People think her just like them
People think her cruel
...
All the reasons I shouldn't write poetry.
Number one
I-don't-fucking-like-poetry 99.8% of the time
It pisses me off
And I swear if I...
Here is a guide just for you
The hopeless sinner
Tangled in the sheets of a stranger
Here is rule number one
Regret nothing
Because at the...
To whom it may concern,
I haven’t forgotten
The knight and the king in my childhood games
I am allow my soul to become rotten
To whom it...
Another night.
"Get ready." he commands as we speed through the night.
A stripe of red in the night.
Nameless.
No one knows what we do for...