sadistic mother fucker,
put me here to figure myself out
said the only thing that mattered was love
but i have bills to pay.
who will stay
and take
the responsibility.
it's only me
and the world seems so loud
it's only quiet
when no one makes a sound
but when does that ever occur?
a world that's burning on its own,
set it self on fire and said "leemme alone,"
in the mirror, to itself, it said
"you aren't my home."
and we left ourselves here to suffer.
no other world
would love us like earth
but we, sadistic mother fuckers
watch it burn.
will we learn.
and find
enough time
to care again.
YOU ARE READING
PILLOW
Poetrywhen my head hit the PILLOW, i dreamt of words and painted them with letters, hoping to release. hoping to find peace.
