Delicious delusions,
The kinds that make you cry.
But now they're all in ruins,
And I'll never know why.
Tasty treats,
The ones that make you jump.
But now they make you unease,
And I'm now sitting with a slump.
Illustrative illusions,
The types that make you wanna buy.
But now you've found your solution,
And I'll now wither away and die.
YOU ARE READING
The Welting Chess Board
Poetryjust a collection of quick thoughts with some long term emotions |(letter)| = certain people it's made out to btw read a bit and enjoy
