Poems from OceanEyesBlueTides
I used to have an account under the name "The Frozen Arsonist" when I was a teenager and just wanted to start over, but you can check that out if you want to see earlier content
America is a first world country but it certainly
doesn't feel like it. Sad addicts
litter streets but my problem isn't
their...
A ten inch doll
soft and vulnerable
lay motionless.
She always stays still- even when someone
unthreads her button eyes.
The other dolls...
An aftertnoon stroll has me walking by houses,
with doors that let me back
into realities I used to know.
Run down homes with doors...
He stuns me with a slap back
"Can you take that?
I'll take you to your mom's in the hatchback."
He throughs me over the shoulder,...
They're after me, the pasts in me
They laugh at me, they grab at me
Heavy like boulders
and peering over my shoulders