When I was writing this I was thinkin' of a certain topic ;)
Do you think you can work out the meaning of this poem?
All the stars; they did gleam and flush
I had a fantasy, which burned so bright
And this dream was always extinguished by the darkness of night
They wandered the
foreboding darkling in an ceaseless vacuum of the
obscure universe
The birds flew high in the famished blue
Till hunger clung to them, causing them to cascade down
Flowers melted around me
Baskin’ in sun
Overdosed with the heat
Another death… a “Be-a-u-tiful” death
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The Abuse Poems
PoetryA few poems which I made about abuse and self harm, which when I get time will grow from the one I have: The Blade
