Nightmares
Nightmares
Frights, scares
You look a little white, there
Made-up things in your mind
But you sure seem to smell the formaldehyde
No, honey, it's all in your head
You didn't really just wake up dead
👁 10💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
ABeautifullyPlainTaxiCab
My brain is a scary place and sometimes it spills over. †Christian† I-/ twenty øne piløts I-/ \m/ Skillet \m/ ♥Taco Bell♥ ♥Wolf♥ ☽moonchild☽
View all poems →Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.