There's a rock in my heart,
I'd forgotten my part,
So wing it with a grin,
Pretend, pretend, pretend,
Until you feel fine again.
You couldn't sleep all night,
There were no stars, but it was bright.
God said, "Good morning, sunshine"
God, go back to bed,
If you're real, then why aren't we dead?
I speak in third, first,
This poem is the worst.
Merely rambling words over trembling nails,
My skin is pale,
I need more sunshine,
I don't like like sunshine.
Fuck that, I'm an inside,
Kind of genocide.
With internal recognition,
My stomach inflation.
You see, it's worth the trouble,
Just to see her smile,
It's worth while,
It's worth while.
I know what it leads to,
Karma's a bitch passed due.
Anxiety and coffee go together like,
Me and You
YOU ARE READING
Lillies and Ghosts
PoesíaPoems for the young, the restless, or the mad. These are my words to you, always and forever~