you carry something dangerous
which others will crave
a secret so deadly
you will take it to your grave
a verse so daunting
it feels like bad therapy
a voice so tortured
it must be telepathy
communication became useless
thoughts became distant
nothing works for me anymore
everything's inconsistent
death finds us all
why avoid it so fiercely?
it's never let someone go
that can be seen clearly
YOU ARE READING
A Little Thing Called Death
Poetryi won't explain many of these. they are for you to work out and they'll probably mean something different to everyone. (i own these poems) ((FINISHED.))
