Poems from Literally Satan
despair, why do we have to do this again
cascading down my face when everyone can see
and I’ve got nowhere to flee
despair, catching in my...
the days where I feel good
have stopped coming
I feel nothing
dead inside
terrified
some days I think that maybe
I don’t want to live
to...
Have you ever heard a song
That sounds like a long, slow, quiet drive home
Late in the evening
After a long day of noise
Have you ever...
Jesus, I’ve been stressin’ about this all month
you’d think I’d have learned by now, but no
here we go again, wait for mom and dad to go...
a cold night
on which the hazy skysmoke clouds
decided to visit the stony Earth
droplets suspend in the air,
rest on the fragile, frosty...