Feeding off of my anxious mind
This empty room paints itself
To a darkened time
I paint remedies with my words
Yet it's never enough
I still end up hurt
But you
When you speak
You always believe in me
There's a reattained meaning
Painting happy times
I'm okay for awhile
YOU ARE READING
Pandora's Box
PoetryA collection of poetry inspired by everyday life, love, pain and heartbreak. Basically my thoughts and reflections. Each poem, a reflection of either the words in my heart, the words in my mind, or the words on my tongue. Almost always though, they'...
