Send me through the shredder, let my blood and guts spill out
Let them sing a sorry song to please the singing croud
Let the ocean in my way go part across the sea
As love and light and everything start to pour out of me
My blood and tears be used as paint across an open canvas
Dip my heart and flesh and blood to sing a song of madness
I'd use the words of edgar but they would be much too dreary
For what my whimpering weary soul is nothing but a query
YOU ARE READING
Sickening
PoetryThis is just a collection of random shit I wrote. This is really experimental since this is literally my first time posting any writing I've done. Criticism is poggers!
