Poems from skyesanford00
Of most people
You're the one I prefer
On most days
Your voice strikes within me a purr
of contentment, perhaps
It might be a growl
I haven...
It beats in your chest
It's alive
You breathe
It does, too
Can you feel it?
Can you hear it?
It hears you
It's blooming
Like a rose that...
We are the poisoned children
They feed us our pills
"Take this, it will help you,"
We are told,
And so we do
But the medicine, it burns
It...