Poems from Slkyte
Man is a subtle creature, subtle in its reason for existence,
Unsubtle in its impact of existence.
For the mind of man is great,
It is...
Enchanting white teeth,
Painted heart upon your lips,
Looks are all you have.
We are brain-washed,
Like a fire hose set on high.
Losing track of reality,
All we do is buy.
Consumerism is key,
In a high-class...
I am tired.
For the seed of sorrow
Planted in my lungs,
Has sprouted into a burning bush of solemn silence.
Where do I turn when all is...
Darkness envelopes all hope,
As you slowly sink into the deep black lake of your thoughts,
Your mind losing track of what is optimal,
And...