Odd one WinsSome people think my life is a busted out, rusted out 18 wheeler and I'm telling them, my life isOdd one Wins
fine.
Maybe the tires need rotating and the bolts need tightening, maybe I need to move the cargo a bit
But I'm telling them: No one is perfect and
no life is perfect and if you think drawing all day dreaming all night is a pitiful existence, I'm saying
you're pathetic. You're pathetic for trying to grind me through the Mill of Generic, trying to cookie stamp my face
I've had enough of condescension of ba
DewdropI saw a dewdrop in the grass when I stooped by the bus stop I turned my head this way and that watching the coloured crescent on the water globe slide up and down the colour spectrum and I chose red to watch, head still, watching it glitter like a firey spark in the grass. I chose red, just because just because just becauseDewdrop
LovelessI know I will never love or be loved, and it's ok. I look at the couples pictures in the DA news and I know I'll never be half of something bigger than me.Loveless
ReproachMonocle pops out, coffee cup shatters Mind falls from task, it no longer matters Gears whine, spinning a tunuous symphony Reality shifts around an epiphanyReproach
The world draws still, even its running water It's by your neurons will for the purpose worth their martyr You feel at awe from just now seeing This higher realm of planar being
It is truly magical, you must believe me You've felt this feeling, you must agree It was back when you were less grown When you knew things are not always known
But now you're different, you can't feel this way You ca
Howdy
Thanks for reading my poetry, guys.
Wow, your stuff is gooooood.
My mum and dad think im sadistic cos i write TONNES of dark poetry.
Keep up the work.
Oh and WOOT i am ur first watcher AND comment!
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I'll write your name in bullets,
so you're the last thing through my head.
I fall in love but no never in grace.
A broken heart never killed anyone.
It simply made them wish they could die
so that they could forget the pain
Yeah, I like dark poetry. I don't think it leads to evil--it just helps process the intesne emotions that happen so often to sensitive poets.
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