Poems from devine42
I sometimes wonder what dreams taste like.
But at the same time, I don't really want to know,
for once something is tasted, it cannot be...
Silence.
It crashes upon the shores of noise with the sound of television static.
Then it stops.
There is nothing but darkness in my ears...
Silence.
It crashes upon the shores of noise with the sound of television static.
Then it stops.
There is nothing but darkness in my ears...
Alone.
5 words.
2 syllables.
A major problem within itself.
Not only are we the cause but we are the reason.
Yet as time passes something...
They think I'm happy
But that's a lie
A whirl of emotions trapped inside
I have weak walls and when they're struck
Sometimes I shed a tear...