Frozen psychedelic oak tree floating in the air,
Grey witch unsatisfied with a bold, black glare.
Wooden fish sunk into the red odorous soil,
Enigma slowly wrapped around the disoriented coil.
Brain washed by cattle on a snow filled day,
Heads shaking with decisions stuck in perplexed clay.
Aspirations glide through a vortex of hate,
Squids lock the key and eat away the gate.
Shadows compel with a lush metallic smell,
Insanity dwells inside a mysterious shell.
Don't tell,
But you're in hell.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Broken Souls
Thơ CaA collection of dark poems I have wrote in regards to various mental disorders, as well as heavy life problems including substance abuse, violence and poverty.
