Poems from introspectivebeet
Late nights and stormy skieslock in our heartsour innocenceour soulsdelicate muslin squaresunderneath our vintage teacupsjust outside the...
Watery tear-filled eyesgaze upon her lifeless bodylying in the bathtubpills she droppedon the floorshe looks happy nowat peacenoises and...
I sing of oppression
Hate
and war.
I cry out in depression
Fear
and shame
I dream of a day
when we can fly away
from things such as...