Dark Poems

Roses are red, and so is blood. . .


12. 12.




So this is what they meant when they said 
"You'll become lost"

On the brink of adulthood never knowing
What to do or what to say

People crowding around you,
Suffocating you, changing you, trying to rearrange you,
Because they do not understand you

Never being able to sleep because you are unaware of what your impending future haunts
Your every thought to this point where you
Do not know what is real and what is not

You are in the middle of the ocean searching for land, 
Yearning for it, striving for it, 
Never knowing from what direction it will appear

Estranged from everyone yet somehow always near.

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