Poems from Krystal_Eve
Your lips twitch, almost a smile
Before the mask slips into place
Stoic and as strange as before
Trying to so hard to be what they want
To...
He comes in the quiet
whispering about bloodied hands
and a twisted, dirty, ugly soul
wearing a plain girl's face
His lips skim along my...
I know not your name or your face
Nor you mine beyond the words on a page
Yet
it is my hope that one day
you might call me a friend,
an...