Late night spiraling down a government-forsaken road,
We dreamt for more than this.
Monotony broken by fiery moments that shine brighter than stars,
That shine brighter than your eyes.
I've almost kissed you in my daydreams.
YOU ARE READING
Lux
PoetryIt's okay to hate yourself, everyone else hates you too. All poems that contain mentions of child sexual abuse are asterisked. I do not want to delete any entries, so there are more mediocre poems in the beginning. Entries progressively get better (...
