My head is a cacophony
it makes funny noises to me
funny noises are accompanied
with distress to trouble me
only I can see
and that's the only thing I can feel
my body melting on limeonum
and my hands shivering on steel
hot smoke ascends from this mug
but my mind wouldn't stay still
cacophonies pushing through my smug
in an attempt to look real
but my mind is the owner
of this body I wear
so it takes over
cacophonies everywhere
my bare feets are hurting
smoke elevating from them
but I don't feel nothing
I'm in a state of delirium .
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...
