If you've never been broken
Can you truly know bliss?
Lonely and broken
Like shattered glass in a
Beaten, old, abandoned car.
Bliss,
But not like a midnight's kiss
On New Year's Eve
But what you feel when you're in paradise.
You think you know,
Don't you?
You think you can truly be happy
Without being sad.
But what is light?
Like a bright, burning candle
Without the black, seeping darkness
That creeps with the night.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody's Poems
PoetrySome of these poems are really depressing. But I hope you enjoy them if you want to read them.
