(old)
Conscious crimes, hurting lies, the time will fly
Sluggish pace on a losing race.
The world around, the most hateful place
Give me everything,
give me everything,
give it all to me and I'll pay the price.
Black and white
revengeful spite
Ruin it all
and leave for me to build again.
You know your words won't matter
it's the sickening pattern
Repeating, repeating, again, again,
the nausea won't end.
Again, again,
don't make me pick it all up for you like back then.
YOU ARE READING
poems i made
Poetryi make poems sometimes, here's a collection of them! some are old, some are newer. oh by the way most of these are vent poems, so therefore they will have dark themes. if you are uncomfortable with that then please do not read this.
