Poems from kykytiger
I feel as though I walk with a target on my forehead,
A sign saying "Please mess with me, it's fun",
My pleas to leave me be are left...
Titanium armor over a soft heart.
A wall of brick in front of the armor.
Stoic face, glassy stare, and a slouched posture.
Always alone,...
Tell me, love, can you feel me absorbing your emotions as if they're what's fueling my very existence?
Did you feel my soul get whisked...
Who would know the short girl with the wavy blonde hair that reaches her waist, the grey eyes that sometimes turn blue or green, and the...
The face of suicide is a smile and an "I'm fine, I promise." as they load the bullets into their revolver.
The sound of suicide is a...