Poems from krakenkate
This song sounds like sex
the beat, steady and rhythmic
erotic, teasing
This song sounds like you
your eyes, mysterious pools
electric,...
Sometimes it's not your heart that breaks,
it's your soul that cracks
and each little bit of you that falls off
is another piece of you...
It really hurts, the way you looked at me like I'm trash.
Like I'm a used pack of cigarrettes, cast away, burned up.
Flicked to the ground...
he makes me feel whole
even when I'm in pieces
shattered and broken.
This poem is for you.
This poem is for the high school history teacher who told me my biggest dream and life goal was illogical and...