Don’t always trust the kind smiles, the appearances, and the word of a S t r a n g e r .
She or he coincidentally have “your” best interests; Don’t you find that strange? They want you for a game- For their own personal gain. To devour your mentality and destroy you whole. Even the prettiest or kindest can be disguised and unmask themselves as: a cannibal or pervert. a trafficker or murderer; heartbreaker or womanizer. They could be a good person, but that is a “could” and an “if”, But I wouldn't take that risk.
I wrote this in my freshman year of high-school and it had been hidden since, so I decided why not and post it.
this silence of love is flawless no interfering words necessary deemed, sound without sound, no entry crack visible, a great plain, a continental ocean, no horizon given, this then the perfect diamond of humankind, the glance cross a room, the grazing ******* upon a cheek, the succinct serenity of perfect, this I grant you
I have a curious kind of heart The kind left untouched by all but a kindred spirit Felt undone and they don’t want to hear it Synthesize joy but don’t dare go near it Maybe the breeze thinks I’m flawless But deep in my mind, it’s a perfect kind of lawless Take away my thoughts, I’m poor and I’m jobless But the cycle churns on and I don’t have the guts to stop this I’m fighting underground, fighting underground They don’t listen to my sound, listen to my sound I fear what I can’t hear If the darkened voice drew near, I’d disappear— Oh, disappear