made may 24, 2016
My emotional state?
Well its uncanny
The evil inside?
Its so demanding
Im a color neutral the color of clear
They both hold dear
Though they dont write this in letters
Why would no matter the distance
We're togther were tethered
YOU ARE READING
The dark ship of my mind
PoetryIt may be hard sailing; the wind so fierce you may wish there was none, its a good thing smooth seas didn't make a good sailer I may have no order none in a sense I may pull you under a sea so dark that even the bubbles supposedly going to the surf...
