Poems from rowansweirdcorner
I sent you a text last nightIt wasn’t muchNot eloquently spokenBut my hope was to bring your hopes upI sent you a text last nightRambling...
As I stood Crying into my mahogany lined mirror Tracing the curves that curse meThe wood reminds me of soft spots where it is solidThe wood...
My bones oh how they ache and crumbleThe way they tingle with fireDancing at my legs, lapping at my shinsFIre withinThey tinkle as the wind...
The ghostly hallFull of ghouls and demonsAll of them howl in an utter cacophony.Each of themWith their own dark formTaking on the worstOf...
Big brown eyes engulf meI enjoy every secondI smile as your skin dark from sun beamsEchos nearer and nearerYou write about timeLike you and...