Poems from krista2329
“A pencil and a piece of paper
Will not change anything.”
“Then use ink!” she proclaimed
As if about to scream.
“The eyes are the windows...
“Forever” is not Forever,
However it is mine:
I cannot say I've done a thing
To keep my memory alive.
Like all the other greats
And the...
Envy: a dark-purple monster who hides in the shadows of your subconscious and only slithers its way out of its lair when it knows it'll...
There's still a bit of flame in me.
But still they cough when I try to warm them
And still they scough when I say I'm important.
My glow...
If I were pretty, you wouldn't hurt me,
Right?
You'd let me be who I want to be. . .
Let me live how I want to live.
If I were anything...