my eyes were
ripped out
my veins were
emptied
with a
death glare
and a
fearing stare
i can see
what it is
that you'll be
futurely
you make me
dream of things
& all i can see
is you dying
in the end
all we want
is to stand
but we just can't
xxx
my eyes were
ripped out
my veins were
emptied
with a
death glare
and a
fearing stare
i can see
what it is
that you'll be
futurely
you make me
dream of things
& all i can see
is you dying
in the end
all we want
is to stand
but we just can't
xxx
"I know I'm sunk deep to this point
To the point where I'm drowned
Into this bowl of honey I feel
I feel like there's no other way out"
A collection of poems about love, admiration and fondness.