The buzzing drones,
The pending bonds,
No place for souls,
with none to tie
A choking restraint,
The feel of being alone
When wetness claws your throat...
How can you survive?
Slowly drowning
a watery grave
cause: yourself
emotions: a slave
To our trespasses
How dare you deny?
When can one be free?
Of his impulsive havoc?
Or perhaps
It is merely
impossible
to evade
one's nature.
But what explains
the alien like feeling
on planet earth?
When a native you are?
A semblance of belonging
Is what you show,
Deep down what you feel
No one can know...
YOU ARE READING
Intrusive Fragility
PoesiaBecause we are fragile. ✂✂✂✂✂ I wrote these poems when i was like 12/13 lmaooo i unpublished this, but decided to put it back up because why not. so, here my emo poet phase is immortalized for the world to see :] -- Updates at random. #Wattys
