Poems from dearvenison

You are all the beautiful things in the world   You are the soothing plane ride on an afternoon sunset as colors of various shades are...
We were madness You were a blank white page I was a dark black ink I messed up your innocence And splattered your pages with inks of evil...
You were my present tense And supposedly my future tense Everything seemed fine Until errors were made Now all you ever are Is my past...
I was a Pandora box You opened me And all my feelings rushed out I was a Pandora box You opened me And all you see are the demons I've been...
Two years, three years, five years passed Now we're in this chapel Everything feels surreal It all feels like a dream   Two years, three...