He scratches at the walls
He claws at the floor
He pulls the strings of the heart
And he pounds upon the door
He tears at white sheets
Lives through the heat
He forces out his cold
And he won't be beat
His name is known
His heart is nonexistent
His love is fake
His scent clouds good judgment
He's made it in
He'll fight for the throne
He'll keep it up, he'll win
Won't give up 'till he gets his crown
Kick him out
Out the door
Make him crawl
On the floor
Break his legs
Don't let him walk
Cut off his wrists
Or he'll be back
And the clawing won't stop
YOU ARE READING
Lost and Broken
PoetryInspired by APG222092, these are a bunch of the poems I've written over time. They actually get better as they go on. Please comment what you think! Enjoy! The picture was taken by me and the cover was created using PhotoGrid. Highest rankings: (12...
