By Arcassin B.
Dos and don't , they could both be right and wrong
if you do the math,
special hearts bring a light to your soul and make
you feel like you want to cook your mother a meal
she didn't plan on having but you thought the gesture
was kind anyway, i digress , where's my place?
I wish that were my reality instead of a filled hate,
i wish that people could see what I see, and can relate,
i wish things didn't have to be what they portray,
i wish family could grow closer by the day and take
away the pain,
but it was always darkness,
always darkness,
what's the occasion for the evening,
light fires , anarchists.
/
You're a different species my heart,
you're a new prophecy,
more than what I could be right now.
speak to me like you speak to your mom,
love me like your last dead pet,
i want it all love.
©abpoetry2020
Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 2:12 AM UTC
By Arcassin B.
Dos and don't , they could both be right and wrong
if you do the math,
special hearts bring a light to your soul and make
you feel like you want to cook your mother a meal
she didn't plan on having but you thought the gesture
was kind anyway, i digress , where's my place?
I wish that were my reality instead of a filled hate,
i wish that people could see what I see, and can relate,
i wish things didn't have to be what they portray,
i wish family could grow closer by the day and take
away the pain,
but it was always darkness,
always darkness,
what's the occasion for the evening,
light fires , anarchists.
/
You're a different species my heart,
you're a new prophecy,
more than what I could be right now.
speak to me like you speak to your mom,
love me like your last dead pet,
i want it all love.
©abpoetry2020
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