Poems from JahzeelOrtega
The truck stops, place where the weary exchange glances over a bitter coffee, black no cream no sugar. This time i made my way to the back...
The light leaves the room, following the ominous, wood binding and metal melting creature. My eyes adjust to the low light coming from past...
Only a woman can love a monster.
I am not a sinner,
I am sin itself.
My very existence, presense, and purpose is to corrupt.
To take what...
Everyone Is Born With Evil In Their Hearts...
The Sun Rises and Sets,
The Moonlight Shines,
The Stars glow,
For All This Is Given At Birth...
Funny how beautiful you are born,
And when torn,
How ugly life makes you.
I would Rather be Crazy and Happy
Than Sad and Sane.
I Would...