Realize
A glance
Beneath that steam
Counting those scars
Devoid of emotion
Every day
Forgetting yourself
Get
Help
Ivy
Just do it
Knot the ends
Let it out, Midnight
Make it known
No, you can’t
Open up and
Place your heart on a sleeve
Quadrupling the pain to
Reveal yourself. If only
Shadow would understand.
Trust, have faith
Unlikely heroes we are
Vigilantes with selfish desires
We fight, fire and air
X-ray that battle again and know
Your own heart lies with
Zaide not him.
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Overbooked
PoetryOverbooked is a collection of poems, flash fiction, and anything else I deem fit to share. Some poems elude to others of my works, some I haven't shared. Enjoy.
