"Killed Two Birds With One Stone"
With all of the stones
You've thrown,
So many birds were killed.
Convenience:
Your kind of violence.
But Little did you know
that those stones that you had thrown
hit me.Dull
Face I once thought was beautiful.
Your radiance faded.
The colours I once believed were vibrant
Were duller than I remembered.My Fancy Glasses Collection
I have a fancy glasses collection,
Different lenses,
Same frames.
When I read
When I see
I feel different things.
When I look through a pair I hate,
I forget what it's like to look through my favourite.Covered in you
I held on
you let go
wishing to be clean
im covered in you
YOU ARE READING
Mind Laxitives
PoetryAllow this poetry to explode your mind like a laxative explodes your butthole.