Dream on...
Staring is a dream-
Seeing is believing-
NEVER as real as it seems-
My heart is always bleeding. Do not look to hard or you just might see all this spiraling inside of me... NEVER to be whole...Never to be real plastic with passion
I cannot feel
So, don't stand to close and never close your eyes because inside is where it burns- you needn't know where this resides
Look inside and I'll take you there and then you'll never see again- just stare
YOU ARE READING
The Ugly Vampire
PoetryThis is a book of poems that my biological father, Anthony, wrote. The original book is literally poems my mother @ElleRose69 and father Anthony would write back and forth to each other, the relationship being 3 to 4 years long. The book shows a re...
