Poems from kc97
What are these tongues of fire?
That you speak of,
I have never seen them spoken of.
But today, I sat in class,
and found the answer.
It...
They tell us happiness
is true beauty.
But how can we be happy
if they tell us we must be;
skinny,
flawless,
and have a perfect body.
...
"What happened to my demon?"
I asked,
for I had not been bothered
by it for awhile.
"Well it certainly went away."
The friend said with...
Something did not feel right,
I had to admit,
with the feeling like they knew.
Like they could see right through my very soul.
Just...
They tend to creep up on me
with a hidden secret
and as it blooms it dies with the sadness
of the things it and I hold close.
But some...