Poems from blxckdxhlix
hii im a young emo kid whose love for poetry runs almost as deep as their love for music (its almost the same thing) and i write to cope with life
preoccupied with thoughts of crashing cars
and siren songs through burning stars
mountains covered in
thin blue veil
color i can barely...
I am from forgotten songs,
From distorted guitars and double bass.
I am from late night TV
(Loud, blaring
children shouldn’t be watching)....
Blood strange to mine, I could get ready to stay dead
I would hate my father for ever having planted me
A tall bird hunched in cold weather...
Dead trees stand tall
Beige brittle limbs stiff as dried out bones
Silver inside the screaming sky
Snaking between evergreens
Darker than...
Panic is a bathroom sink,
Grime-covered and overflowing,
Tearing the skin off my hands
With its vicious heat splashing,
Burning cold...