No Name
He crawls in secretly
Twiddling his stark impressions through my sensitive veins
My blood turns cold as my heart beats languidly
Thirst for life runs dry
His return presses inevitable
Darkness closes the blinds over my adolescent eyes
Blurred visions mist the black ibis
Remorse for existence trickles, continuously, down the blush
Poisonous thoughts, belligerent against the worthy
Walking purposeless through these tunneled walls; alone
The level of his strength heightens
I speak his mind, spill his words, live his desire; ...life, fuck it.
...i happen to be a big writer, and a poet. It's one of my passions, so, whenever I write something, I'll post it on here.
oh btw, i want someone to try and guess what i'm talkin about in this poem. Hundred bucks for whoever does! lol
♥utro
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