life has hated me
so very bitterly
every moment it adds
a droplet to my sea
my sea of insecurity
that lets me tame it swiftly
but, a calm before the storm
it sufficiently drowns me
and I'm always left seeing red
I know it doesn't have to be said
that my life is now
the darkness inside my head
and when all joy was dead
and my once soft heart turned to lead
the only ones you loved me
were one's I'd never met
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She Loved Withering Sunflowers
PoetryA collection of poems that alternate genres and moods. a book to the universe, so that it may know her.
