Poems from xSweetSarcasmX
I let myself be shaped by others
Molded by scorn, hate, and sadness
I wanted to be like everyone else
I wanted people to like me
I wanted...
A cut to the skin, a cut to the soul
A pulling of the muscles and a gaping hole
Ligaments tearing and hope vanishing
Bones breaking and...
Why does water reflect?
Why do mirrors?
Do we see ourselves in them?
Does it show our dreams, hopes, expectations?
Does it show our...
The despicable disease
It grabs your mind in a vice
And holds it closed with a certain vengeance
Letting not one word out
It leaves its...
Patches of sun
Filter through the windows
Squares of warmth in winter
A scrap of solace in the cold
Particles of dust
Spiraling in the air...