"unproclaimed" poems
I write mostly for acceptance
That much is true
But mostly it is
To escape
My kind is a terrible place
Dark business
Unproclaimed and without much ado
Scarred by Evils omnipresence
While they write of love that is true
I write of darkness’ admittance
Despite its bitter aftertaste
I never seek repentance
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC