I live in this world;
To contribute my page.
To the universe’s most popular novel:Life.
I think carefully about my words.
What do I want others to depict?
Do I want to be, the darkened doll,
That live in the shadows of an alleyway?
No, I don’t.
How about the angelic heroine,
that lives in the optimistic light,
Never realizing that reality
was nothing like she’d inferred from her books.
I want to be the reality.
I want to be the psychic eyes.
That pick their way through the faith.
In innocence; In monstrosity.
So I shall write my words carefully.
YOU ARE READING
The Ghosts of my past.
PoezieLiterally, the ghosts of my past. My pain and such. Poetry from 2008-2009.