Father is my death,
life is my mother.
Pain is my sister
fear is my brother.
Anger is my earth
while depression is my ocean
Anxiety is my air
My broken heart is the ground
And my lost soul is the sky
and when it rains i cry
Forrest fires of rage
Thunder storms of hate
The shadow covering more the half of the ground
Evil intentions for me....
Thought of suicide
Cuts on my wrist
Harming each tree in my mind
Hurting the plant every time i bled
Like a poison to my head
Blocking out the light
letting all plant life die
refusing to replace each seed
Soon letting the rivers run dry
Leaving me thirsty
killing the happiness that once flowed through me
Like striking down animal with a gun.
But it's just me........
Killing my own f**ked up world
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Words in the breeze
Poesía"The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth." -Jean Cocteau "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." -Carl Sandburg "Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." -Plutarch An collection of my t...
