That night I was crawling through the dirt Through the tears on my face and blood on my shirt
Sitting by my grandma.
I watch as she smokes.
Smokes her own life away.
Day by day. This poem has a hidden meaning. Read it to find out hehe
Enjoy 😊 I've wanted to die. Needed to cry.
WARNING DARK! So I googled poem types and I came upon a type called Cinquains which is actually similar to a haiku.... so I decided to give it a shot!!!! This is an American Classic Cinquain that onl... I crave her caress. Desire her love.
Do you ever feel hatred towards humanity?
I'd be a fool, to think I could do, better than you,
The writing came from pain. A need for release.
You are a beautiful man And you have a loving heart
You don't want to go there. 🌲🌳🍃
I don't want to sleep, for the dreams make me weep,
By mipoet No longer bleeding. No longer seething.
By mipoet Pour me a glass of your best wine
confessions of disruptive mind. Some sad days come, and I start to feel numb, sick to my stomach, at the state of affairs.
Dark energy flows. Coursing through my veins.