Poems from dearvenison
You are all the beautiful things in the world
You are the soothing plane ride on an afternoon sunset as colors of various shades are...
We were madness
You were a blank white page
I was a dark black ink
I messed up your innocence
And splattered your pages with inks of evil...
You were my present tense
And supposedly my future tense
Everything seemed fine
Until errors were made
Now all you ever are
Is my past...
I was a Pandora box
You opened me
And all my feelings rushed out
I was a Pandora box
You opened me
And all you see are the demons
I've been...
Two years, three years, five years passed
Now we're in this chapel
Everything feels surreal
It all feels like a dream
Two years, three...