Poems from narcolepticpenguin
He had a dream he said, some 53 years ago, a dream of equality, and for lack of a better phrase lesser hatred, yet every day I look around...
I loved once yet not since
I knew the emotion of truth and devastation
to feel it is to be complete and whole in a world so confusing
for...
I may be weird
but
what are you?
the look of envy is absent from my life
yet you choose to strike at me with flimsical chords that fall on...
the way they look at me is like a knife slicing into melon
such hatred in their eyes, I don't aim to please
never live my life by their...
I live on a road of destruction, I travel my path of solitude with an ambition to continue
onward and be a light to others on this path, I...