Blazingly brazen confidence misunderstood,
Good, ardent passion fashions loneliness,
Falsely promiscuous and too dead for love,
Hate rains(reigns) from above and love below,
Shown fate blames my actions in my dreams,
Blown brains, after all, is just a reaction,
Trained to reject abstractions such as love,
Feathering broken and split doves in black hate,
Tracking facts that end up hacking me apart,
The heart is merely a door to more black,
Ardor keeps breaking me harder and harder,
Blunt destruction shakes my sanity,
Simply a product of what I'm meant to be.
YOU ARE READING
Too Many Eccentricly Boring Poems, But Lovely Nonetheless
PoesíaI'll be posting my poems I write and/or have written. Love some feedback. I can always do better and might redux any that people think could be better. I hope you enjoy the poems.
