Poems from dream_catcher
Cold plastic is what I see
It’s all you will ever be
Whispers and actions
Divides our “family” into factions
Rumors and back-stabbing...
The curtains that protect my soul like a noose around my neck
They are made of angel wings and devil horns
Good and bad can shine through...
Don’t splash, the sun will set
Disappearing into the dark abyss
Until no light can be shined
Play dead to live
Aroma of dense salt burns...