Under darkened highlights
and secondary gloom
love came and went all too soon.
Shadowed hearts weep
in a darkened corner of your mind
when time has been so unkind.
Melancholy madness
shackled up with golden chains
your soul is beautifully insane.
Surrounded by velvet walls
you've locked yourself inside
to try and salvage whatever is left of your pride.
Boy in a box
I will keep you safe and warm
save whatever is left after your violent storm.
YOU ARE READING
Goblin Garden (My first collection of random poems) PUBLISHED!
PoetryThere is a shadow lurking on the edge of our perception, in the worst of our nightmares. It is us. It has always been us. Welcome to my first collection of poetry. Here you will find a mangled mess of dark, eccentric and sometimes hopeful poems...
