This is old and from when I first started writing poems.
Lying is my game, what's yours?
I don't even know. It's just kinda...there. Be warned... It's a bit whiney.
They'll spit on your dreams and throw them away, Watch as your happiness fades into grey.
It's a poem about suicide. How about that?
This is actually quite childish, but I really don't care because I'm sad, okay? So deal with it.
'Bye Princess' was the original name.
Inspired by the song by LeATHERMØUTH
Just kinda found this..
Ever wondered what death feels like?
I feel so numb.
Just...my birthday.Didn't really expect much, but come on.
Saint didn't have a home, so they let him drone for a while until they released him into the wild, poorly structured world. *tis a sonnet in none too daunting shakespeare words*