You'll never succeed
Don't even think about it—
The savory taste of sweets
Its taste is very tempting
But not as tasty as pain.
Drive it upward your stream
And watch it smell so bliss.
Like a violin in a concerto
But they watch you bleed
Instead of sing.
They praise your creation
Since it's entertainment.
Bleed out more
It's what you're made
to do.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
