dear santa,
i wished for a moment of change.
but the morning i unwrapped the box and checked my socks, pierced deep into someone's skull is an axe.
here i thought; you could've done better, yet it's a perfect fit in my tiny little grip. maybe there's nothing much to tell, either change wouldn't do any well. and it's really a merry, jolly christmas time
in hell.
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.
