Roses are red,
And Violets are blue...
I feel dead.. trapped in this bed,
I can't help but love you.
Tulips are pink,
And Dandelions are yellow...
As I sit here and think,
All of my demons tap, scratch, and claw at my window.
Daturas are white,
And Marigolds are of a sunset hue...
I know I cut my ties.. and you're running outta time,
I still miss you.. even after everything you put me through...
So yeah... The Roses are red,
And Violets aren't blue,
But I am still stuck in my head...
I don't even know why I still miss you
I've put you in my past,
And I try to not look back,
But the past is all I have...
So all of our memories, and our broken stories
Are constantly on repeat, playing over and over again...
YOU ARE READING
The Hidden Darkness
PoetryI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
