so, you got a peek
at what i don't tell people
and you got to see
what i didn't want to show
are you happy now?
your greedy eyes soak up all my pain
don't you see that deep down,
i hate you?
because you're a leech
and you don't care about me
you just like all these pretty words
that my dying soul produces
YOU ARE READING
BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
