Poems from sappire1029
People say that I'm different.
I see things and hear things not of their world,
But of mine:
Shadows and figures with no physical...
My broken angel
With wings made of porcelain
With a mind held together by threads
With scars on his skin that run like mine do
Deep
Full...
My sweet escape -
My escape from the blows, the pain,
All of it,
In the form of a cloud
With a sweet, alluring scent
That drowns my...
Oh Teacher! my Teacher!
Our fearful trip is done.
My mind has weather'd the exam,
The score I sought is won;
The end is near
The bell I...
Go
I keep going.
Their words echo in my thoughts,
Screaming to me through the day
And whispering at...