Poems from Silver Poet
To my mother,You were there when I needed you.
I need you now, but you're just another
Poor lost soul and you're allowing every boo
to...
To love, is to die.To feel, is to cry.To love is to wish.To love is to want.But in a world where blowjob eyes are better than emotion,And...
I fall to the ground with hands holding my head before it splits in two.
I am sick and tired of all this.
The dopamine produced in high...
Down the hole I go
Swirling back into a rut.
I fight my own mind as I bring the bottle to my lips
As the liquid stings down my throat I...
I lay awake dreading the day to come.
Teacher's with meaningless words falling from their lips
And hidden histories not written in the...