RISE; DEMISE
Arisen was i
For the postulates of my effulgence fate was a goldmine
Stars divulged in the irises of mine like the grin of a newborn
Defeatist was i
For my notion was not ideal
Thy death bed unhallowed despair
thee who is fervently devoted
Thrills the rise; demise
Of elation
Who's spirit communes with angels
And
undo's down to the gloomiest brute
YOU ARE READING
4am
PoesíaI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
