Words > Me

Hello, thank you for clicking on this digital book of poetry. These are in no way final. I may rewrite them some day and repost them, these are what just comes to mind whenever I listen to music or as dreams and I do apologize if any of this offends you I in no way want to offend anyone. So, thank you if you take the time to read anyone of these in your busy day. Thank you.


3. Who?

who knew it was he,

crack her skull until she bleeds,

and the you go and flee,

just in the time she was in need.


And now she’s dead,

laying perfectly on her bed.

With wrists and heart still intact,

but mentally, she’s under attack.

Grab her with a smirk,

but only with a jerk.


They asked me where I’ve been,

or maybe if I’ve sinned.

I couldn’t tell then that we drifted,

as my heart shifted.

This is the third time again,

and then the story will begin.

So grab my hand and I’ll mislead you,

just to make her believe you.

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