Eight mouths
Seven eyes
Two ears
Nine dimes
Bet on the devil
Sweet and horrible
Wearing a halo of horse skin
Trading daffodils
For a soul
Trading secrets for a dime
Thrown all but into a hole
Secrets climbs
Spilling out
scorching the skin as overflows
A cloth weaved of thorns
Peeved
Pricking and brushing my burns
Soft and buttered with lies
Sweet as chocolate
Smooth
Seemingly flows off your ‘8’ mouths
A moth to a flame
How to lie
Guilt ridden
Fleeing
Faster than a raccoon digging up trash
Caught chewing on its on lies
Walk the halls
Whispering
Eyes seem to never be the same
Color changing
Tears wilted
Rose plucked dry
Leaving only your thorns
Once beautiful
Broken and of so painful
Pain is mine now
To much of your own to handle
Overflowing and overbearing
Guilt ridden
I’ll flee too
Scared of overthinking
Overflowing
Injuring the garden around me
Nov 19, 2024
Nov 19, 2024 at 10:51 PM UTC
Eight mouths
Seven eyes
Two ears
Nine dimes
Bet on the devil
Sweet and horrible
Wearing a halo of horse skin
Trading daffodils
For a soul
Trading secrets for a dime
Thrown all but into a hole
Secrets climbs
Spilling out
scorching the skin as overflows
A cloth weaved of thorns
Peeved
Pricking and brushing my burns
Soft and buttered with lies
Sweet as chocolate
Smooth
Seemingly flows off your ‘8’ mouths
A moth to a flame
How to lie
Guilt ridden
Fleeing
Faster than a raccoon digging up trash
Caught chewing on its on lies
Walk the halls
Whispering
Eyes seem to never be the same
Color changing
Tears wilted
Rose plucked dry
Leaving only your thorns
Once beautiful
Broken and of so painful
Pain is mine now
To much of your own to handle
Overflowing and overbearing
Guilt ridden
I’ll flee too
Scared of overthinking
Overflowing
Injuring the garden around me
Messy poem, tired. More coming soon hopefully… this definitely ain’t another vent poem..
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