Poems from Nemesis1313
Am I a pessimist or a realist?
Because I still find myself questioning the existence of him
I get it, we all believe (or most of us) in...
What is this infactuation called love?
The sticky substace that stays on your heart
It burns like an acid
And stings your flesh
But it...
So what if I'm broken
My wheels may not turn
I' ll never play music
This crack on my face
I'll never dance again
But I get up
And learn...
Before the wars had started
There was no need for peace
In the saftey of homes we lived in
Before lock had come to key
When those who we...
Why don't you look around yourself
Why don't you tell me what you see
Why is it so hard for me to tell
The reasons me why you don't...