i suck at poetry
but i want to write
my pain elegantly
i want to play with the words.
an empty paper's landing space is either
to be filled with a garden of words
or to be crumpled with irony swords
i want to rhyme with my heart.
the thoughts come and go
feelings can't hold for long
like the ink in the pen, either used or untouched
everything will fade.
i wanted to write my pain elegantly
i wanted the words to rhyme
i wanted to work as hard as life
but now poetry sucks, and so was i
YOU ARE READING
Carpe Diem
Poetry"Carpe Diem (Seize the Day)" is a collection of poems that resided within the hellfire mind, in the pitts of oblivion, of a monster who's confused and longing for a ray of light.
