Poems from _Evermore
Just the average day-to-day tortured artist. I write, paint, sculpt, ect. Living the days as they probably shouldn't be. <3
I was serious. I'm not writing a poem today. I just feel like ranting, because I can't think of a way to write a narrative poem that...
Sometimes I think you love me
and other times you don't.
But as time goes by
I realize that you won't.
Wouldn't you miss me?
If I dropped dead.
Wouldn't you kiss me?
If this 's all I said.
Does that hurt, my King?
Life, with an ever
lasting sting? I said
I love you, but that
could change. When all I
want is you to range....
I remember that day
that dreadful,
October day.
When we dressed
and played.
I remember fear,
coursing through me veins.
I slit my wrist...