I thought you were sweet.
A true friend I meet.
But you're actually a bubblegum.
A false and wearisome.
At first you're true and lovely.
You dance in my mouth cheerfully.
But as time passes, you become gray.
Tastes bad but here to stay.
You have dark intentions.
From pink to discoloration.
You're like a bubblegum.
Only sweet at first but bitter at last.
Your sweetness isn't forever.
You cared for me never.
I thought we were friends.
But now our story will end.
YOU ARE READING
Children's Somberness: A Poem Collection
PoesíaIn this little world, we're all children. Still learning to navigate this world. Still learning to stand on our own. Join us as we dive deep in the poetic void. Indulge on the words of darkness and its cold fortress. Feel the gloomy rhythm of each l...
