"Ashen eyes bleeding,
and fingerprints smudge.
Ink pools at the seams.
Everyone wants to be somebody else.
We make up the monsters,
who keep us up at night.
To block out the flickering lights.Static never fails,
like glitches in our mind.
Emotions spilling over the floor.
Don't drown yourself in the neon sea.Swimming in those thoughtless tides.
You start to lose grip on yourself.
But you had any to begin with.So, you sink in deep
without any safety net.
Loosing connection of who you are.Nothing new.
But you live in ignorance.
Intoxicated by your heart.You better run
and bury yourself.
For on this day,
you will die."
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Starry-Eyed Verses
Poetry"I'm not saying that I'm romanticizing my life. How can I make something better when I like it , the way it is." My first ever poem collection. Basically random poems about random people. Not a single one of is about me. Cover by @Lady-Emerald Also...