Ebbing and flowing through the magic lies
Innocent looks go past than what meets the eyes
Gorgeous smiles to get what She wants
Devious chuckles change to dancing taunts
Wonderful colors to make you go wild
You love this more than you love your child
One taste and you are completely done for
Now, you'll start participating in Hell's work
Take one more and you beg for another
You want so much that you'd sell your mother
Love, happiness, family means nothing to you
Magic lies touch you in a way that few things do
YOU ARE READING
Poems from a Chronically Ill Lady
PoetryI am a chronically ill person with many physical and mental health problems. This story is a collection of poems that comes from my heart and mind, along with some random ones. Please share if you like it!
