It took me a while to figure out if it was thief or theif because I did that thing where I stared at it for too long so it looked like I was spelling it wrong either way, ya know? I also realized that a lot of my poems are titles "The ___", because I'm unoriginal *awkward peace signs* Anyway, here's my poem! (here i am, one day later adding more bc I might declaim it now and I'm stressed ahaha its 2 pm and I don't know what I'm doing anymore! {if you get that reference then ily} [I can't even count days properly, my gosh this took me too long to get right])
He peers out from behind the door
A devilish smirk upon his lips as he slinks over
He knows why he is here
And so do you
You cannot stop him alone
Assistance would be required
Yet there is no one in sight
As you are distracted in your own mind
He has crept up from behind you
And stolen your lungs
Time is just a figment of your imagination now
There is no such thing as a steady rhythm
All there is is flooding
And the sensation of drowning in yourself
(this is the added part)
He knows his power
He knows he has absolute authority over you
He shakes you back to what seems like reality
But even when he stops shaking you, you still quiver
Although he already has your lungs
He craves more
He needs to satiate his hunger
And the only way to do so is through you
yay! I might continue to add more, we'll see
I hope you have a great morning/day/afternoon/evening/night!
YOU ARE READING
just a ton of random shitty poetry i write at like 1 am
Poetry↑exactly what that says↑ kinda (jk, really) depressing, so don't read too many at once! I hope you enjoy it!
