Do you ever feel like you're trapped in a box with no opening? You are trapped there, there's no way out. You scream until your lungs ache, but no one hears you. You are invisible... You are worthless. You are trapped in a box with only your thoughts. Thoughts can be very dangerous, hell; they can be flat out cruel. A serial killer's thoughts lead to his vulgar actions. You're trapped in a box, you're about to lose your shit. Is anyone ever really crazy? Or do they have a thought that is crazy and from there sprouts the idea that maybe it's really them that's crazy? Maybe they believe this thought or idea, and then that thought becomes action. What you believe shapes who you are. Is anyone ever really crazy, or is it just a thought?
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A/N: Okay so this one is obviously not a poem, I don't know where this came from actually. I was just sitting in class one day and started writing, I can't remember if I was pissed off or not, but I thought this one was really weird and creepy. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy my work, I know I enjoy writing. Have a nice day!
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The Art of Poetry
PuisiSo, these poems are basically just me trying to put my feelings, thought, and emotions onto paper. I hope that they somehow help someone, and I hope everyone that reads them enjoys! These are all my poems, my own words; I would love your critique a...
