all the lonely nights in your life

❛ watching the needle thread through every pore
she told me shading made everything more
beautiful, but i don't see it at all
i'm more deranged than before
standing in paints as it pools on the ground
colours of empathy blending with doubt
witnessing everything melting around
until i drowned ❜

i do know there are a lot of 'poetry' works on here and what not, but i've been wanting to create a book like this for 3 years now. these compositions aren't mine. i only repost them from various sites (which is nothing special or original, i get it).
poetry makes me warm inside. enjoy, dudes!