Neptune; dark haired,
Black eyed,
Blue boy
He is blue,
The colour of a bruise
On defenseless
Skin
That no longer belongs
to him
This is Neptune;
Full of the fear
of strings
a marionette of society
must bear
This is Neptune;
A world of pain
This is Neptune;
He longs for exoneration
YOU ARE READING
tell me how to be
PoetryNO.1 in #loveisdead **trigger warning** a disjointed poetry volume that spans through the topics of politics, self harm, rape, abuse, eating disorders, feminism so on and so forth.. scroll through the contents and there might be something that you...
