Let me walk through your labyrinth body and make Jupiter tea, though I may never be enough, it's always worth something to try.
Guide me through the murky grave that is your heart and through the catacombs that is your brain, show me the underground world that hides in your comfy soul.
Two trapped in a corn maze, going in circles, seeing the same bit of corn while the autumn sun pressures the people to figure out the solution.
Panic rises in the star crossed lovers and the pressuring sun begins to set, When aids are sent to find those who are lost it causes only more chaos.
When the quiet of loneliness and ominously icy air reach the soul mates, they will think it'll be better to spilt up. The sun's death in the winterly maze makes them realize when the most beautiful things end, it's only the starting on the other side.
- @hangryhalsey
_______________
Guys go check out @hangryhalsey 's account, she has amazing fanfiction and she is a great author!
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThis is a poetry book made from people who request to put their own poems in here to any poem I find online. It is made for people to share and express their thoughts and emotions. *NONE OF THESE POEMS BELONG TO ME* (REQUESTS ARE CLOSE)
