To you I am
Just a distant tragedy
Far far away
But the truth is
I'm right around the corner
Dreading and fearing
My body yearns to rot
My mind wishes for silence
My soul longs to be free
To you, I ruin the
Perfect illusion
Disrupt your normality
But the fact is
I am the loathful reality
The reality
That screams murder to silence
That cries blood to a void
That has been cut open by a knife and
Shattered by a hammer
I exist and it's the time you
know it
YOU ARE READING
Poems Forged with Lightning ⚡
PoetryPoems are not stories. They are powerful thoughts and emotions moulded into legible words on pen and paper. Poems are a reality, how it is perceived by the poet, in this case, me. --------ALL RIGHTS RESERVED-------- The astounding cover here is desi...
