#knuckle
**** does as **** was...
Through aspire, and an eye
The total of a wish, has a mightier thus
Come here in the keep, well to know lye
Secrets in love, you should know:
Pains in the sky, remember to live well
Time is ours, like a light I owe
The role of the misery in the river, is a hell
We never saw your smile, when the irony we describe
Silver has my imagination, gold has my discretion
Suppose a fish found out, a shiny shell in the silence
Wasn't a sin in our lap, until a purpose in a stare, an ovulation?
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 6:39 PM UTC
On a bed in fair mid-May,
Away from school, work, and play,
Lie a young boy devoid of joy,
Trying to break away.
It wrestled, fought, and struggled,
But fatal aims redoubled,
His iron will held them stock-still,
Neither could break away.
Motions were slow and fleeting,
Instinct and Will competing,
To end two pains in different veins,
Crumble and break away.
Strangling a blind reflection,
White-knuckling throats mid-section,
With fratricide, a part had died,
What's left to break away.
Downtown a young man stood tall,
Behind eyes, perturbing pall,
Lie a young boy devoid of joy,
Trying to break away.
Sep 29, 2021
Sep 29, 2021 at 5:42 AM UTC