Poems from kask20
A clever line,
a pause that allows for an ever-growing smirk,
then an eruption of crackling laughter:
Victor....
It's a nagging feeling in the back
of my mind.
An itch I cannot reach.
Inspiration is a spark that lights
a fire and dies out quickly. ...
you demand from me
a small piece of me
each and every day.
once we were introduced,
I couldn't stop giving.
you are the center of my...
I have grown and bloomed,
but my color is wasted.
Unnoticed.
Unwanted.
Untouched.
I gathered my spirit
and threw it atop yours
in hopes...
I am watching,
waiting for the horror to end,
for them to believe in me.
I am screaming as the trees
arch over
to tear me out of their...