Feeling's a stream.
Reality's a dream.
Love's a lie.
Hate's the sky.
Feelings are jumbled, vast, and see through.
Reality always makes you want to believe it's not true.
Love just hurts and bruises.
Hate is overwhelming and only amuses.
Fear's a delusion
Bravery's an illusion.
Goodness is terror.
Badness is error.
Fear has no place in your mind.
Bravery is something you can never find.
Goodness is not as it seems.
Badness, so strong, it flows into your dreams.
Death's an escape.
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Drowned By the Ashes
PoetryI don't remember when I started drowning. I was probably just born in the water. *TRIGGER WARNING!!!* My earliest poetry that evolved as time went by.
