i walked through the forest of roses, and it hurt man!
they hid their ferociousness with their beauty.
a mask, covering withering decay
they taunted me, made me wish to be like them
but yet, their hearts were rotten, and they wished to consume mine.
they came so close, so near, to doing so,
it hurt so much, while they tried
my heart was yanked in such cruel ways
they were the hunters, and i was their prey
but alas, the will of their corrupted souls was nothing compared to mine.
and as i emerged from the forest of roses, first to do so,
i saw two corpses, the souls of those who came so close, and yet, could not
such rage fueled my bones, and i had decided
i will burn this forest to the ground,
and then the roses will know what i felt.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Dejected; Poems
Thơ CaDejected: Sad and dispirited Just poems that I write in my free time. Slow updates cause I'm not in a poem mood right now.
