You were merely a sad story
That made roses shrivel
And storms brew chaos
With every word that left
The security of your lips;
Just another tragic hero,
One in a thousand Gods.
Yet, in the midst of tragedy,
I let you hold me, like
You were suddenly more.
YOU ARE READING
you are not in wonderland ➵ poems
Poetryan assortment of shitty poetry i write gratuitously in my free time.
