I looked your way when you said "Hey!"
This is a game; a game I must not play
Creeping vines with prickly, stinging thorns
It's coming to grope me with ease and pain
There somewhat appeared to be a gigantic monster
Now I have to run, it's either a game over or a living disaster
No hearts left to revive and be okay
Why am I trying so hard? I'll lose anyway
It is no black hole, but looks like one;
darkness in everywhere I look
Obviously, this is not what I want
Countless flipping pages, neverending printed words
Am I trapped in a book?
It stared at me blankly as you joyfully smiled
Pierce your honed fang, isn't it rad?
Merciless, but that seems like your style
Drain all of my blood and make me sad
I then let light enter my sight, it shifted back to reality
You're good, kind, you have it all
Turns out, I was awfully wrong
Perhaps these pessimistic imaginations happens in a parallel world
Your striking gaze makes me fall even more
I don't care if it's hurting me, please go on!
It's dark, but still twinkles
Even in the night, it gladly sparkles
My guilty pleasure, my valuable treasure
Keep on rising, menacing pressure!
Your gorgeous eyes and your pitch black iris
I know it's strange, but this is where I'll find your kiss of bliss
YOU ARE READING
Fyr's 2am Scribbled Verses
PoesieHello! These are just a collection of all of my poems that I originally made regarding about things; in general. Didn't have anyone to share these so I thought it'd be fun posting it here. Also, big shoutout to my one and only brain for giving me su...
