Screaming laughter from immortal song, beauty's face not seen for long. Crying pain from children’s warped minds, pick up the past to kill what one finds. Ripping the soul that once meant so much, you find it easy to relinquish minds touch. Mutilated bodies finding a place to rest, pull up a seat if you think it best. Come to love if you want to die, breath a last breathe before you lie. Slumber in the arms of false hopes, if you think it's "love", its only the soaps. Pluck out my heart and break my eyes, I see love but the other sees lies.
Reason for writing:
I STILL DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by ^Scottish(canser).