Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#axioms
Why make my bed If I don't plan on returning? Why leave outrageously When I can exit quietly? I don't fancy myself To be the dramatic type I can hyperbolize anything And sometimes I do But I try to mind myself Stay in my corner I'm done hiding Where do you want me Leave the keys when I'm gone? How are you Going to handle this? It's something that kills me But eventually an uncivil war Must end And the first step Is becoming a healthier person Even if it means Leaving what I love behind
0
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 12:53 AM UTC
Turning Away
Repentagon Copyright 2019 Tod Howard Hawks
0
Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 7:09 PM UTC
APHORISM VI