Poems from Optimistic Pessimist
What? You don't find my crippling anxiety hot?
Well, I find you a sore loser for believing that this was a game.
A game you could win, a...
Sadness strikes my dying heart,
As I lay awake waiting for life to embark
Anew, I shed these tears of dread.
Once more I shall find my...
You're so beautiful, it's insane.
You're so insane, it's beautiful.
His eyes bleed into my soul,
The end of sadness remains.
Aware of my graceless stares,
He walks with no intention of meeting me.
How...
She speaks in whisps
In large thunderstorms that strike you down
How devious, dubious, desperate.
The stink of shame and self-loathing...