You wake up
wearing your favorite white gown
But your favorite white gown
Is decorated with red tints
You look around
You see trees
You're holding a knife
And you smell blood on your hands
You begin to walk
But you fall through the leaves
And then you wake up
Laying next to your neighbors dead body
YOU ARE READING
A Poets Aesthetic
Thơ caThought provoking poems about life and death... Now ask yourself... Did you really understand that poem?
