"around and around and around:
goes the ticking of my fragile heart.
each golden teardrop,
happily gets swept away
by mellow shadows of greed.
gobbling up all of those troublesome times
...just for me!
as i carry on weeping more rushes of treasure
i feed them with my sack of sadness
and continue to let them thrive
underneath every inch of my tortured soul.
these sinister and cruel occurrences
are now daily routines of adoration to me.
i tell them i hate them
but when they all awfully look a lot like you?
i love them a little bit more everyday."
date: 22nd september, 2019
time: 11:55 p.m.
YOU ARE READING
World of Poems
Poetrytake a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even...
