Today I feel... empty.
The kind of empty that doesn't sit right leaving you searching for answers only to find none.
The empty space inside my head hides the horrors of the mind.
Today I feel... blank.
A blank canvas or paper. Waiting to be filled. Blank is also unknown. The kind of known that creates shivers down the spine and the skin prick on the back of your neck.
Today I feel...
YOU ARE READING
Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
