Trauma, old and new
Lit the flames anew
Licked at your conscience
Visioned delusions
Of right and wrong
You sang a cruel song
Nothing except for the strong
This wasn't like you
So I had to
Drown you in the River Lethe
Watch its currents make you sink
Breathe air through new lungs, new soul, new heart-beat
You didn't deserve this
You couldn't stop this
I'm doing what's right for you
Now don't go please
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoetryThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
