Imagination change
It can never be as strange as this
Lockdown in the attic
The basement
Even the echoes of the shadows
Show face
*I've given up on you
I've forgotten how to italicize
I hope I got it right
I hope*
I hope
(By the way, not a part of the poem,
Unless it is,
You decide,
You make bad decisions)
Now these ghost
Are living
Creature of doubt
In my living room
Show teeth
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
And never be satisfied
This backlit screen
Becomes host to my worst fear
**I've given up on you
When you, gave up on me**
There are deeper darks in the night
Most never see
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC
Imagination change
It can never be as strange as this
Lockdown in the attic
The basement
Even the echoes of the shadows
Show face
*I've given up on you
I've forgotten how to italicize
I hope I got it right
I hope*
I hope
(By the way, not a part of the poem,
Unless it is,
You decide,
You make bad decisions)
Now these ghost
Are living
Creature of doubt
In my living room
Show teeth
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
And never be satisfied
This backlit screen
Becomes host to my worst fear
**I've given up on you
When you, gave up on me**
There are deeper darks in the night
Most never see
