AN: This will be a couple of poems, as I feel none of them are long enough to stand by themselves.
I will make a few chapters like this, as I recently came up with a lot of really short ones. They will be sorted by theme, which you will be able to see in the title.
Sorry for making this so long, enjoy!
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The fact I am used to it
Doesn't mean
It doesn't hurt anymore
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Even as they talked
About helping the broken
They forgot to see
That one of them
Was right there among them
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I'm trapped
Trapped in my own little world
And I don't allow myself
Don't allow to escape
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Favourite characters
Are those
In which we see
A part of ourselves
We are not ready to show to the world
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For there never was
And never shall be
A moment
In which I am not
Tied to the ground
By the weight of my own thoughts
YOU ARE READING
Elysium - Book of Darkness (Elysium #1)
PoesíaLook at the world from eyes of a monster. From eyes of the monster that the world created. That the people created. And that the society unlocked from the soul of a human. Best: #284 in poetry (April 22nd) (2018)
