it is not poetic
it is not a black rose in a sea of red
it is a gripping sadness
it is not maroon ink leaking
it is blood dripping
it is not a quest for beauty
it is self destruction
it is horrifying
why aren't you scared
this is not romantic
YOU ARE READING
my inner workings
Poesíaa collection of poems I've written. no clear direction, just a lot of thoughts.
