Poems from demented rose
Book is truly in love
With Reader
She wants him to be
Completely overjoyed
By her truly lovely tale
She’s afraid
That he will hate her...
Watch yourself
I am twisted
Truly demented
Soul, What soul?
It’s tainted
Tainted with blood
I deteriorate
In every moment
Smoldering rage...
Demons of insanity huant me
Every waken hour
Driven further into the darkness
I do live
Demons of hatred follow me
Killing all others...
When you’re near my heart races
As you held me I was whole
Yet without you I am incomplete
I yearn for you every second love
Chills of...
I yearn to live beyond these walls
Sick of being captive
Looking for escape from these halls
My mind is active
This is my prison
Needing...