Where am I?
Oh, right.
I'm just alone in my bedroom with no one else but my kitty cat in sight.
Shall I pray you to cure me and fade,
from eternal gloom?
Or shall I let stuff do what it does, stuff
and let the rocks pile.
Do I write for you,
Do I put on a smile for you,
or do I cry for you,
in the middle of the night
in this sickening 3:00 in the morning gloom.
alone in my room
like I always do.
YOU ARE READING
Maeve's Poetry
PoesíaThis is a bundle of my poems. Yes, those I write too. Feedback is always allowed! These poems may not be pretty, and some may be. These poems are the plump heart to darkness and light. Red, and grim, but still beating, and now in your hand, I give y...
