Her hair was strawberry pink and her eyes were as blue as the pacific ocean,
Her smile could bring light in the darkest moments and her words comforted me when I felt the most alone,
Her blinks caused blizzards and her voice was the sound of milk and honey.
I wish I would have known how twisted she was.
~A poem about falling in love with an image and the person themselves
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Obsessive Compulsive Thoughts-A poetry collection
PoetryTW: The poems are about some triggering subjects(SH, anxiety, depression, rape etc.). Don't read if you're sensitive. This is a poetry collection of poems (all written by myself so don't publish without my permission) about the struggles in my life.
