January 20, 2017
Tell me about a place where peace
runs wild and free
alongside impossible dreams and
hopeful darkness
Where the fires of hell can't burn
my field of roses
and despair and sorrow can't cast
shadows on my mind
Opening the gateway to my
demons
Tell me about a place where love
is forever and
Raindrops of endless kindness
and rare brilliance are the only
type of storms I have to worry
about
Where red angry flares can't drop
like bombs in my mind and out
of my mouth
And knives can't cut my soul and
leave me to bleed yet again
Tell me about a place where
happiness wasn't just for pretend,
love wasn't faked, strength was my superpower and
Hate was something taught in the
history books and never
experienced because it fell so far
down the rabbit hole it could
never be obtained again
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PoezjaHighest rating: #37 in POETRY Collection of short poems that have written in my darkest times and in my happiest ones. "Lend me your ears please, for a second, a minute, an hour. Let me tell you how one day an evil witch came into my front door and...
